Snowflakes Poems Novels & Stories

It was as if the bite of winter's cold had driven them into the sheltered alcoves of the woods, seeking refuge from its icy grasp. My eyes scanned the white landscape with a mix of anticipation and determination, each fallen snowflake a testament to the silent spectacle unfolding around me. Time flowed in tandem with the gentle rhythm of my breath, a pulsating reminder of the world's heartbeat beneath the icy veneer. Nature itself seemed to hold its breath, as if expecting the world to unfurl its frozen wings in a dance of vitality once more.

The conversation about Timothy's family had left me with a lingering sense of unease, but for now, we were focused on making Olive's birthday special. As we left the toy store, our hands laden with tissue paper and a vibrant gift bag, we were met with a wondrous sight. Outside, the night had transformed the city into a tranquil winter wonderland. Snowflakes drifted gently from the dark sky, blanketing the world in pristine white. The streetlights cast a soft glow on the snowy landscape, and the muffled sounds of the city seemed to fade away. I stood there, caught in a moment of awe, as I watched the snowflakes fall. The cold air nipped at my cheeks, and I couldn't help but smile. Snow had a

FALINE sat next to the window while idly petting Astora with her free hand. Fall turned into winter. Large snowflakes were drifting in the wind and sticking to the garden grounds, covering the barren plants and walls in a thin layer white. Ever since she was granted the power of the ice, she could see and feel the winter more than her colleagues could. Snowflakes always fascinated her since then with their never ending patterns and glassy gleam. Faline could stare at them all day.

The snowflakes slowly danced like ballerinas making pirouettes in the night sky shining like countless little diamonds. I watched their journey to the ground, mesmerized by the tranquillity they brought to the depths of my soul. Spring was my favourite season, but only the winter's snow gave me some sense of peace and calmness. If only it weren’t that cold, it would hold number one favourite instead. But, right now, the biting frost didn’t bother me in the same way as it did before. I couldn’t feel my hand or the toes of my legs, and my nose surely was as red as an apple. However, I couldn’t stop watching the street light, which illuminated the snowflakes. It was hard to part with the feelin

As soon as they stepped out into the courtyard, Leesa closed her eyes and turned her face up toward the snow. The air was cold, but the wind had slowed at least a little since her walk and the buildings blocked some of its force. Her layered outfit kept her plenty warm. The giant snowflakes tickled her cheeks and chin as they landed and melted slowly upon her skin. When she opened her eyes, she felt as if she were looking up into some kind of magical fairyland—all she could see was a never ending river of dancing white flakes pouring down at her.

asked Fetyr. “Phlareus was an immortal phoenix, so it was Glaceus who died. But in every reincarnation of the Winter Goddess, she will always find her way to the heart of her love.” Raeherys found himself dazing off at the fireplace once again. He had trouble listening as his thoughts lingered on Larice. He could not believe she still pushed him away after saving her many times. And being on the same table with this chronicler, the man who always stayed close with her, had made Raeherys more upset.

The cold sobered her up a bit from the alcohol-induced daze. As Abigail gradually regained her sobriety, she was captivated by the thick snow layer on the road. She bent down, scooped up a handful of snow, and threw it forcefully into the air. The snowflakes scattered and fell, creating another beautiful sight. Finding it fun, Abigail scooped up another handful of snow and threw it into the air once again. She happily frolicked on the snowy ground like a child.

Trees on either side of the narrow road swayed with the force of the strong wind and it made the snow fell from the trees in clumps, coming down like white powder to blanket the ground. It would be beautiful if it were not so creepy out here in the middle of nowhere with nothing but trees and vast darkness to surround them.

I feel bad for the guy. As I sit there staring at his information, I began to hype myself up for this. " You got this Snow! You are a cold blooded killer! Heartless! Terrifying. Just pull the damn trigger!" I had been struggling to do that lately, but I seem to always find a way around it. I seem to make it better, as if I am trying to make up for something that I missed out on. I put my gloves on and talk myself through everything again. “ It’s the 12th one today, Marrieotti hasn’t caught on just yet. So I have time! Time to fully perfect this, 12 families…. 12 fucking families, that I have hidden away.”

she asked no one in particular. The excitement in her voice was palpable. She opened her gloved hand and caught snowflakes, peering down at the tiny bits of frozen blue water. “They’re not like home. These are like small pale-blue leaves in miniature shape.” “Yes. Things here are not like Earth,” Brecc said. Her intense gazing of the snowflakes dissolving in her hands coupled with the smile on her face encouraged him and Eros. He hoped she liked the mountains. “It’s still so beautiful,” she muttered. “So very different and beautiful.”