She wanders across the blanket of snow laid gently upon the grounds of the Moors. She sees a faint silhouette of a structure in the distance. The fog makes it difficult to determine if it's a safe place for refuge, but anything will do at this point. She struggles to clutch her cloak to her chin to cover her neck, for her fingers are numb from the cold mist persistently licking her hands. To be continued... 🕯🖤 Excited to see my darling @cattrzaskowskiphoto to create more visual stories together tonight! This is from our first shoot together called, "Winter Witch". #visualstoryteller #shortstories #visualshortstories #writersofinstagram #thewrittenword #wordsandimages #winterwitch #tobecontinued #themoors


















