Love lost

Looking out of the window, it's raining. No singing birds, just silence. A fast beating heart, but cold as stone, colder than the ice queen herself.

They say love is blind and it certainly is. Sometimes you can be lost in the silence of the night, you can hear that one heart, that one that belongs to you. 

The witch got a pigs heart, instead of Snow white's. The hunter  gave her a chance on living, laughing and love, without walking like a stone cold witch.