the snow thick as he shivers in his thick snow jacket, walking around finding himself in the forest now looking like a forest of sticks, seeing his breath float into the air
had alittle to much to drink leaning on the bar red dusting on his cheeks from the alcohol vision blurred and hearing dulled as time seems to go slower....
sitting in the world meeting room alone........
sits in the house, enjoying the silence thinking about Iceland desperately wanting to hear the words......bror