Forest Snow
The snow fell down, quiet and quick. It covered the ground, the flakes big and thick. The stats tried to break through, their beauty a silver gleam. But the cloud cover was too thick, not even the moon could find a seam. The world became hushed as snow muffled all sound, sparkling and pure, it covered the ground. Slowly, the forest resembled a new world. One of icicles and mysteries, as mists and shadows twirled.
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