I am a snowflake, a tiny, delicate entity of frozen water, drifting through the sky.
I am part of a vast, inter connected network of countless other snowflakes, each unique in its formation and design.
As I journey towards the ground, I am filled with anticipation, for I will soon become a part of the earth, melting and contributing to the thawing of our planet.
I glide gently through the air, my path guided by the whims of the winds.
The sky above me is vast, filled with the echoes of my brothers and sisters, each following their own course.
Together, we form a symphony of snowflakes, each note adding to the harmony of winter song.
As I draw nearer to the ground, the world around me begins to change.
The colours of the landscape begins to shift from the vibrant hues of Autumn to the muted tones of winter.
The trees, once full of life and color, now stand bare and skeletal, waiting for the warmth of spring to return.
I notice the delicate footprints left by animals in search of sustenance, their tracks weaving intricate patterns through the snow.
I wonder what stories they might tell, the challenges they face in this harsh season.
The cold air bites at my delicate structure, and I can feel myself beginning to lose my shape.
My once-intricate design starts to blur as I lose my identity in the melting process.
But I know that my journey is not in vain;
I will soon be a part of the Earth’s life-sustaining water cycle, providing nourishment to the plants and animals that call this world home.
As I finally touch the ground, I feel the warmth of the Earth beneath me.
My brief journey as a snowflake has come to an end, and I am now a part of the great cycle of life.
My individuality, once so important to me, has been subsumed by the collective effort of all the snowflakes that have come before me and those that will follow.
In the end, I am but a tiny piece of a much larger puzzle.
My journey as a snowflake may be fleeting, but the impact of my existence is felt across the world.
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A Break From Stress. (Short Stories)
Short StoryWant to know what I do when I encounter sudden writer's block? Well, it's simple: I take a break from the stress of that big project and take on a small, much shorter one. Come in and see what gets me back on track during writers' traffic. ~aries
