a winter day


it was my thirteenth year on a cold winters day, as i walked through the enchanted forest, i could see the tall silent trees holding large amounts of snow in their long branches. the ground was white as the snow had enslave it too. the whole landscape seemed a deserted onethe trees, the snow, the sun appeared to me as if they were only decorative objects in a silent play. the frozen atmosphere entered my blood and i felt frozen too. then, i heard some sounds.
i felt compelled to walk on and find the place of these sounds, and when the forest cleared i was standing on a hill and before me was a great plain and upon it dark grey clouds stood. i thought to myself, for whom or for what are they waitingsuddenly a gust of wind came up from the north and it began to snow. it got darker and darker, the sky disapppeared and transformed into a gate through which thousands of snowdrops escaped. they touched my face and then they melted.
my heart b...