Title: Diamond Dust
Source: Thursday photo prompt: Beneath #writephoto
Word count: 110 words
I dipped my toe into the icy cold water and felt the chill spread through my body. The weak warmth of the winter sun would soon slide below the horizon and allow me to advance my work.
Father Boreas raced ahead of me, preparing the way for my transformation. Reaching, slowly growing, my touch crept forward in geometric progressions. I inhaled gasping gusts of air, harvesting heat from every surface, and exchanged the gift with crystalline beauty.
The sky devoid of sun, the deep darkness of the void reflected blackness and despair. But hope ascended with Sister Seleneβs silver chariot and she smiled at me through falling flakes of snow.
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
The cold touch of winter beautifully described, Jo.
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Thank you Sue.β€
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Good one!
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A beautiful description of the spirit of winter, with a fairy tale quality. Nicely done.
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Aw, Thank you. Glad you liked it. β€β
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Nicely written!
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Thank you. Glad you liked it. βββ
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