Winter's Awakening
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aerykai Owner/creator of the Shattered Soul
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Can you hear the whispers of the wind? The singing of the snowflakes as they dance and weave down the ballroom of the sky? A melodious harmony of the changing seasons, the hymn of fire and ice, leaves and snow, echoes through the forest for who are all willing to listen.

Winter's Awakening

Can you hear the whispers of the wind? The singing of the snowflakes as they dance and weave down the ballroom of the sky? A melodious harmony of the changing seasons, the hymn of fire and ice, leaves and snow, echoes through the forest for who are all willing to listen.

Can you see the footprints of the Seasons waltzing to music as old as the earth itself? Every flake individually dressed in intricate designs, an ensemble of beauty and elegance, the icy breeze of winter their dance partner, swaying and twirling each flake in her promenade.

Under the evergreen tree, skin pale as winter's first snow, ivory locks billowing lazily in the frosty flurry of air, the girl's eyes fluttered free of the frost dusting her eyelashes and regarded the dance around her with wonderment.

The snowflakes kissed her skin and hair, imploring her to join their serenade.

The chilling touch of the icy snow and biting glacial air of the flourishing blizzard conducted refrains in the mercurial ballad around the girl.

The evergreen, steady against her back, eased the trepidation plaguing her mind, permitting the snowy crystals to drift languidly passed its branches and needles, an encouraging nudge.

With a twinkle in her crystalline eyes, she lifted herself to her feet, treading gingerly across the milky blanket of snow.

Intently listening to the wind's soft serenade, she stepped lightly with each guiding caress, mimicking the delicate dance of the snowflakes,

escorted into the ageless choreography of Autumn and Winter. Lost in the harmony of shifting Seasons, Winter pirouetted across snow-covered leaves, interweaving amid withering trees.

The ivory silk of her gown rippled over her skin with every footfall. Flurries spiraled skywards, enshrouding Winter within a veil of ice crystals.

Cerulean skies conceded to silvered clouds. The forest trees, enraptured by her dance, yielded their leaves to the blizzard, branches undulating in the powder soaring heavenwards.

Forest animals heeded the song of the shifting Seasons, the melody of metamorphosis, and burrowed deeper into their dens, slumber embracing them within its warm depths.

Winter's dance quickened, her footfalls kicking flurries high, laughing as the storm caught the snow in the waltz.

Her arms lifted towards the skies, gown snapping at her sides as her pace quickened. Faster...

faster she spun, the winds escalating in strength, leaves torn apart in the erratic, hazardous snowstorm.

Faster she spun still, vivid hues diminishing with every twist, sapping pigment from flora and fauna and rendering a pure, unpainted landscape.

A last puff of air escaped Winter's lungs, legs ultimately buckling beneath her. Precipitation encased the atmosphere and forest around her, coating her in glistening alabaster.

The strong winds fragmented, abating, dwindling once more into soft breezes. The melody of the Seasons' Waltz diminished to an indiscernible murmur of serenity.

Foggy breaths slipped past her lips, chest heaving from the exertion.

Delighted giggles erupted from her, her arms flailing in the snow joyously. The passion of the dance warmed her heart and soul, the melody awakening her spirit.

The evergreen towered over her, an unchanging witness to Winter's Awakening as the land fell into dormancy.

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