Waiting for Snow
As evening began to fall I was peering out of the bedroom window at the stark branches against the blue night, quick-travelling clouds smoothed across the silent sky. Just waiting for the first flakes to fall and then for a moment everything seemed frozen, time restarted and the tree creaked and whispered before transforming into something else and I realised once again that everything is not what it seems.
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