Captured in White

                Okay, so I’m blogging about snow because apparently, just because I blogged about other things before, it doesn’t count (says 3D. The person who didn’t actually post any words. Just pictures.) Anyways, it has finally started snowing over here in Issaquah, and it’s absolutely gorgeous. It’s not sticking, which I really didn’t expect it to, but that’s always a bit of a disappointment. I’ve noticed that I’ve failed to write anything even vaguely writing-fiction-esque, so I’ll do a setting description… maybe. Inspired by t he snow. Never mind, I’ll do that later, but now I’m just going to rant about how fabulous little flakes of pure awesome are drifting down from the light gray sky. I look out my window, and I see this gorgeous combination of green, yellow, and brown, with a touch of white basically everywhere. I have earmuffs (oh hey, this is turning out to be a stream of consciousness). They are fluffy and white, ad I’m not sure how effective earmuffs actually are, but at least I have them. And they make me look absolutely silly. But I am a happy child! HURRAY FULL OF AWESOME AND WIN. Yeah, I think I’m making even less sense than usual because I keep getting really excited whenever I look outside. And looking outside is really convenient at the moment, actually. And talking to 3D is also convenient. There is a very smart doggie living at his house. That is apparently giant and fluffy and white and full of adorable awesomeness. Silly 3D, why don’t you like the dog.

Anyways, it’s probably a good time to write my description. Hurray for more purple!

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She looked outside the bay window with the white crown molding, and surveyed the once-green and vibrant meadows. The sky was a very, very light gray – it reminded her of foam on a cup of coffee, except for less warm and rich in color. Little flakes of white appeared from thin air, high in the sky, making their graceful and leisurely decent down to the ground. It’s as if time slowed, and these flakes were suspended in motion in the chilly winter air… She believed that snow is magical – it’s the only thing that defies the laws of physics, being able to fly, drift, and float, laughing at all of us on the ground who have to follow the rules of gravity. The green and white speckled fields slowly became inundated with more and more white, layers and layers of ice forming over the once-living organisms. Muffled, suffocating – a freezing death. She blew on her hot cocoa and took a sip. Fire seeped down her throat and filled her veins with a wondrous warm glow. A small smile crept upon her lips, as she watched the sparkles fall from the sky. Beauty. Peace. Serenity.

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(And a white death awaiting, lurking in the corners as it surveys and observes you with the darkest of expressions. Fall, fall into my trap, fall and never rise!!!) Okay, as you can see, I got a bit off track. I started describing the snow as beautiful, then magical, then… evil? I’m not sure if I got to that in the actual muse. But it definitely wasn’t full of fabulous kindness. It’s like something you view from far away – far enough to stay away from its grasp, but close enough to enjoy it. Like a volcano. But not exactly.  I’m succeeding in distracting myself from actual homework. And work. And college essays. Oh dearie me.

Also it stopped snowing. How disappointing.

I almost forgot a picture! That would be really sad. Okay, so I searched for snow… and although it doesn’t have snow, it’s good enough. It had snow in the URL. Good enough.