03-10-2021, 04:46 PM
Snowflakes spiraled from overhead, traveling down, and dappling the earth in a cold stiff blanket. The higher peaks of the mountain were already well-coated in several layers of snow, but as the stone cut downward to the base, it faded to show signs of spring. In the hollow there were only a few feet that had settled against the earth, holding a hushed claim on that territory.
The only sound of stirring arose from the trees where birds chirped softly before settling into their homes and seeking the warmth of their families. The hollow on the mountainside appeared calm, quiet, undisturbed by passersby.
A rumbling of thunder from the looming sea of grey clouds echoed through the jagged peaks. From the clouds, a streak of color appeared falling toward the earth. The limp body did not strike anything before it plummeted into the snowbank with a dull oof and the mountain hollow returned to silence.
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