I got in late that night, or early in the morning, depending on how you see it. It was snowing again

It was snowing again. By the time i got home, a few centimetres had been added to the already foot deep snow. The temperture dropped quickly once i was out of the sheltered woods. Everything glittlered. It was pretty, but somehow menacing. Like it was trying to entice people into its icy claws. I jumped lightly onto the roof. My house was a converted bungalow, so my room's in what used to be the attic.


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