Winter

Winter

A Story by Mila
"

What does one really see in winter?

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Winter

 

The first thing you see is white. A wide, smooth, glistening blanket of white. Then you touch it, and gather it in your hands. The white settled into your palms before melting and dripping back down to the ground. The flakes dissolve and all that is left is the chill on your skin, the cold to commemorate their short life.

 

You step forward and your feet sink into the ground. You close your eyes and flakes fall on your lashes. All around you, cold winter winds lick and kiss at your skin, and you can feel it pass through, come around, and then return again. You raise your hands to catch the flakes and, as they fall, they melt. They may even slip through your fingers and land on the ground.

 

The trees are dead, the branches sticking out and around like fingers reaching for nothing. Points as sharp as knives are coated with the white, and glittering frost drips and forms needles underneath the expanse. The tree isn’t tall, but it isn’t small. It seems to grow larger as the flakes fall on it. From where you stand, it seems small, as though you can hold it in your hand.

 

You blink and realize that your home is gone. You stand now in the middle of a vast expanse of glistening white. Even the tree is gone. Everything is gone. The skies are grey and the winds seem more brutal than before. Suddenly, you blink again and a wall stands before. You reach forward to touch it, but the wall is ice.

 

You question how and why. Winter seems so dangerous yet beautiful. It manifests your fears and fantasies. From the beauty of the snow to the danger of the sharp icicles, you realize that your fears are slowly becoming reality.

 

The beauty is fading.

 

Is that blood on the snow, how did it get there? You wish it gone, so it goes.  

 

Ah, but what else can you possible fear. A man standing in the distance as the wall collapses, perhaps? He waits for you, and you are tempted to go, but then you see the shard in his hand, so you turn to run. No, but your feet are deep in snow. He’s coming closer and closer, but you seem to be running slower and slower.

 

The man is gone. A single red rose sits in the middle of the ocean of snow. You kneel down to pick it up, but it wilts at your touch, and the petals melt. Blood again on the snow, but then you blink and they become rubies.

 

You stand once more, and winter becomes beautiful again.

 

You turn to face the other side, and just beyond the wall of ice, you witness a rare sunrise. Spring stands beyond the expanse of your fear, but winter draws you farther into its clutches.

Spring is fading, Winter grows.

 

So there you stand, between winter and spring. Rare are such moments.

 

You close your eyes. When you open them again, it is dark.

 

Winter is just beginning. 

© 2014 Mila


Author's Note

Mila
I took a break from NaNoWriMo to jot this down before it left my mind. Let me know what you think! :)
Reviews=motivation!

-Mila

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Yeesh. I hope this doesn't slip into my dreams. I was lulled into the false security of the beauty of winter and then there's a psychedelic sequence implying murder.
Very well penned.

Congratulations. You have bested me in "Short Short Stories, None longer than about 400 words". How cool would it be if it became common courtesy to review those who placed higher than you in a contest? If you have time, check out Escape!, Something New, Taste, and Rehab.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thanks for stopping by and reading! I haven't been on here as much as I would like (winter intercess.. read more



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Try it with first person, Mila, in the past tense.
Nice story, good visual

Posted 2 Years Ago


Nice story. I just finished reading Game of Thrones and was sub-consciously expecting white walkers to appear. :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

I was so temped to insert some in. XD thank you!
Nice.

Very well scripted. Nice "flipping" back and forth (blood becomes rubies etc.).

I am not good at the whole review thing. The less I say the better it was.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thank you! :)
Yeesh. I hope this doesn't slip into my dreams. I was lulled into the false security of the beauty of winter and then there's a psychedelic sequence implying murder.
Very well penned.

Congratulations. You have bested me in "Short Short Stories, None longer than about 400 words". How cool would it be if it became common courtesy to review those who placed higher than you in a contest? If you have time, check out Escape!, Something New, Taste, and Rehab.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thanks for stopping by and reading! I haven't been on here as much as I would like (winter intercess.. read more
Beautiful! This was incredibly descriptive... I could feel the snow and the cold just from reading this. I enjoyed the part about being chased by a man in the snow. I could feel the weight of the snow slowing me down and bogging me down as i read. Great job with that and it was a very unique story!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thank you!! :)
that was wonderful work done by you, your work is just so catchy...well done :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thank you!
Another wonderful work by you, Mila. It was snowing as I read this, which only pulled me into the story more. Possibly the only good thing that comes out of this horrid weather. Damn you, Canada.
Just one mistake I found, near the end of the story the word "possible" should be "possibly." Great work and thanks for sharing.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thank you very much! And dang, I knew I missed something, thanks for catching that! :)
Winter is my favorite time of year. Unfortunately i rarely get snow, usually rain or sleet, so the imagery here is really nice for me. i think this is well written and i think i agree that there is a certain Game of Thrones vibe which, if anything, makes this all the more convincing.

keep writing, this is a lovely piece.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed. I do love Game of Thrones, so that's always a compliment!
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I really like the way you wrote about winter. I love the originality of the writing and the ideas. It's just not something you think about everyday and I like it when I find writing that makes me think of something in a new way. Very well written!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thank you very much! I'm so glad you enjoyed :)
I sometimes wish I could visit your mind, Your writing, and your imagination captures your reader, and as one of your reader's let me just say, I love the captivity

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mila

5 Years Ago

Thanks so much! :):)

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