Short Stories About Snow

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makturpinCommunity member
17 days ago
Introverted
I've always wondered what it's like to walk into a room full of people and not be afraid. To talk to someone without stumbling over words. To connect with someone. I've always wondered what it's like ...
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lvgaudetverifiedAuthor of dark fiction
5 months ago
Snow
Snow is a surreal story. It is dark and twisted. It explores the churning feeling we call fear, while embracing our disassociation with so much that is so near.
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agapik9Greek Girl / Also on Wattpad
5 months ago
When snow falls
When snow falls, I will remember you.
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sunflowerIt's okay to have a bad day
17 days ago
snow
Watching the fall of the snowflakes as they dance with the wind. Every one different. I'm mesmorised by how such a tiny thing could inspire me so. The frost on the windows draw my attention as I pictu...
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stevewaldropStoryteller inkitt.com
18 days ago
Child of Snow
Celebrate! Over 200 followers. Thank you all for reading. Here is a return to poetry.
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philipdoddStoryteller and poet.
8 months ago
Raven In The Snow
Lines inspired by a B.B.C. wild life television documentary called Life In The Snow.
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necromancerALIEN. Vote ME for king of the penguins.
18 days ago
Winter Deathland
And lo behold! Mountains upon mountains of dead frozen bodies!
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bookworm123I'm done...
2 months ago
Decision (Part 1 of the "Sorry, not sorry" series)
Part One of a new series! Tell me your opinion!
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anonAnonymously Published Stories
6 days ago
i'm not a crybaby; in the crybaby
the mountain is half-glacier, all trenches raked down the sides of the ice. and it’s raining. or it could be some mad fog, hazy condensation tripping over my eyelashes. i asked for rain, i know, but i...
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anonAnonymously Published Stories
6 days ago
i'm not a crybaby; in the crybaby
the mountain is half-glacier, all trenches raked down the sides of the ice. and it’s raining. or it could be some mad fog, hazy condensation tripping over my eyelashes. i asked for rain, i know, but i...
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