Saturday, September 28, 2013

A Snow Field

Everything around him was very white. He could see everything: the pine forests in their slow march up a distant mountain, the blue sky falling down to hold the flat earth everywhere but, and the infinite white waste which spread itself across all and in between all.

He took another step, and his whole body shook. More was falling.

It was all engulfing, and shone brightly in the sun, and it was everywhere. Absolutely everywhere.

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