Lost in Winter
Footfalls muffled by numbing snow, Boots peeking out amidst sinking plains. Gloves held tight, Between frozen palms, Keeping heat from escaping her arms. Coat tangled up In little marching legs. Scarf wrapped tightly, Hat upon her head. Pigtails golden Against the bitter frost. “Where am I winter? I think I’m lost.”
Underneath your feet it lays, sparkling white like crystals; the snow crunching with each footfall. Ponds stay still, covered with a thick sheet of ice; the animals waiting for it to thaw. Shining snowflakes drift down from above, covering the earth with its many layers of beauty. Shards of ice and down from roofs of houses, decorating them with their diamond like looks. Trees … Read More Winter wonderland
The Winter King
Original Short Story By Sofia
New South Wales, 2020
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