AFESOJAYE IYANU

Desperation and Survival

The wind howled relentlessly, biting at their exposed skin, as a group of desperate souls huddled together in a small, makeshift shelter. They were stranded in the heart of a treacherous snowstorm, their only hope for survival hanging by a thread. Each person clung to the flickering flame of hope, their spirits battered by the unyielding elements that surrounded them.