She had always wanted to be a snowflake. Gently landing on the tongue of a child or the roof of the house. She dreamed of becoming the sparkling beauty of winter and dance along the cool winds of adventure and wonder. Instead she was suspended in the clouds far above the ground, trapped in the atmosperical places she thought would never let her go. She waited every sun up and sun down for her chances to be the fairy of december but time and time again she was unable to escape her fluffy prison.One day an extremely bitter wind blew the cloud far north and whipped through it. A bright light woke her as she rubbed her eyes and gave an unexpected gasp. She was floating from the sky, twirling, spinning flying through the sky alongside her fellow frosted friends. She was finally a winter angel and the most beautiful of them all.
Created: Jan 23, 2011darkleopardess Document Media