A child walks
outside and enters the ice angel's palace.
He lifts his face to feel winter's first cold caress. Laughing and running through the snow, he
trips and falls upon a chilling pillow.
The child quiets to hear the frosty sighs of the winter wind. From a distance, his mother calls him inside
and he barrels to the door. Being a good
boy, he stops before he goes in and performs an odd little dance as he stamps
the snow off his boots. He smiles as the
heat from the house removes his cloak of cold and replaces it with a blanket of
warmth.
The next day, the
sun rises and all the snow shrivels away, leaving behind a snail-like trail of
muck. Everywhere, the repulsing mush
creates puddles in shoes and freezes little toes. The little boy looks at the runny molasses on
the side of the road and sighs as he remembers the magical wonderland of Snow.
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