The snowflakes danced in the cold night air, creating a serene blanket that covered the world in a hushed stillness. In the heart of the winter wonderland, an old oak tree stood tall, its branches weighed down by the glistening snow. Beneath its ancient boughs, a lone figure emerged from the swirling white.
Evelyn, wrapped in a heavy coat and a woolen scarf, trudged through the pristine snow, leaving a trail of footprints behind her. She carried a small lantern that cast a warm glow on her determined face. The village lay silent and hidden, nestled in the valley below.
As she walked, memories of winters past flickered in her mind, of snowball fights and laughter that echoed through the frozen air. Now, solitude embraced her, and the only sound was the satisfying crunch of her boots on the snow.
Evelyn reached the clearing where the frozen pond lay, its surface a mirror reflecting the silver moonlight. With a sense of purpose, she knelt down and began to carve intricate patterns on the ice. The lantern light flickered, casting ethereal shadows on her creation.
As she finished, a smile played on her lips. The ice bore the imprint of a delicate snowflake, capturing the ephemeral beauty of the moment. Evelyn rose, leaving her mark on the silent landscape, a testament to the enduring magic of winter nights. With a final glance at her icy masterpiece, she retraced her steps, disappearing into the night she went silently.
About the Creator
Mason Darnielle
My love for nature really expands my love for writing and creating pieces that anyone can enjoy!! I want to published a Poem book one day I think its important to share what your goals are, if you want to support my journey donate monthly!
Comments (2)
Loved the imagery of winter in this, and the line “now solitude embraced her” was both powerful and sad. Nice!
A lovely vivid scene, I got Narnia vibes for some reason!