Snow

I stand there in the silence. Cold rips at the strips of my exposed skin, but I ignore it and conitue to stare.

Infront of me the crimson sun slowly creeps up above the blank, lifeless peaks. Suddenly the light hits the ground around my feet and it bursts into life. Billions of miniscule, glittering lights rise in a chaotic, chorus of dazzling light. the air around me shimmers with still more shards of brilliant light as if the stars themselves are dancing around me.

I stand there in the silence. cold rips at the strips of my exposed skin but I ignore it and continue to stare at the beauty and wonder around me.

The End

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