Post by Tidesweep on Dec 1, 2021 9:46:58 GMT
Mildred glided across the ice, letting the cold air sting her cheeks. Winter had seemed to come over night to Teragaia or maybe she hadn't been paying that much attention to the changing of the seasons. She had gone to sleep with just the last of the leaves falling to the ground and had woken up to a sea of white. She had spent the morning with a warm cup of tea looking out at the beautiful scene.
The first snowfall always held a strange kind of peace in her mind. It was a blank slate, the possibilities endless. So many choices and so many decisions. There was no wrong moves yet. The first step of a journey. It would seem that no matter where she lived, as long as there was a first snowfall, she would watch the world slowly wake up and make their mark on the surface.
Rabbits hoping through the powder looking for food. Children building forts and having snowball fights. The neighbors shoveling their drives. Snowmen being erected in nearly every yard...She had enjoyed watching it all. And with each fresh snowfall resetting the slate, she hardly ever felt more at peace.
Even now, skating across the frozen lake, she was taking in the design that people had left on the winter wonderland and wondered what the next snowfall would spark.
The first snowfall always held a strange kind of peace in her mind. It was a blank slate, the possibilities endless. So many choices and so many decisions. There was no wrong moves yet. The first step of a journey. It would seem that no matter where she lived, as long as there was a first snowfall, she would watch the world slowly wake up and make their mark on the surface.
Rabbits hoping through the powder looking for food. Children building forts and having snowball fights. The neighbors shoveling their drives. Snowmen being erected in nearly every yard...She had enjoyed watching it all. And with each fresh snowfall resetting the slate, she hardly ever felt more at peace.
Even now, skating across the frozen lake, she was taking in the design that people had left on the winter wonderland and wondered what the next snowfall would spark.
