Snow

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"Elsa what do like about the snow."

"Well almost everything Anna."

"Can you be more specific?"

Elsa faced the window, her eyes glazing at the snow falling. The landscapes were covered with thick snow. Trees bare. Bugs gone into hibernating.

"Well," she paused.

Anna leaned forward in anticipation.

"I think the snow is so evocative and has such a powerful atmosphere."

Anna stood up and walked to the window seal next to Elsa.

Both didn't say a word to each other because it was not needed.

It was silent.

But the silence was comfortable yet calming.

The two sisters watched the snow fall together.

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