Walking through the woods during a snowstorm
#1 of writings a short story i wrote a few years ago that actually happened walking through the woods during a snowstorm has always been an experience i enjoy. using it to clear my mind of all the worries and frustrations that had built up over time.
Walking through the woods during a snowstorm
Just what i observed one winter day several years ago walking through the woods during a snowstorm has always been an experience i enjoy. using it to clear my mind of all the worries and frustrations that had built up over time.
Ill Mind Of Bartan
Snapping out of it when such a sight disappeared within the snowstorm and feeling the defeated aura from the smaller bartan. "...i know you can't-" "i can't be you." the smaller one groaned again, feeling so easy to read.
Solarix the Snowmage
I honestly enjoy my work making snowstorms and cold weather as soon as i can.
My Last Decision
Will i be free will i be myself in a snowstorm? or will the breath go on will i be me or i will i have been me? yes or no?
The Snow Remembers
What was meant to be a small snowstorm to weaken us, turned into a blizzard, and then became the never-ending snow squall you all know today."
The Eagle and the Dragon
The scholars hadn't predicted a snowstorm like this when he spoke with them before he made his journey to the next town through the mountains.
An Improbable Encounter
Of course, jude had to slow his speed down a little bit since the snowstorm had already settled and also because the road was solely a highway with one lane on each side.
Escape Fortress Valley
He was called snowstorm. his eyes were yellow against a blue background. the final alimon, who looked to be the smallest, was called sumaru, was black in color with red stripes covering his body.
Himalaya
From this vantage point, they could see the earth's curvature, the other mountains, the clouds underneath, each one signifying a snowstorm elsewhere.
InterRealm - Chapter 5
Gunner eyed the dragoness, who had not quit trying to make her way forward through the snowstorm.
The Homecoming (aka A Test of Writing Skill)
Minutes pass in the now dwindling snowstorm, the only sound aside from the occasional howling bursts of wind being the dragon's heavy footfalls in the deep, pure white snow. he grew closer to his destination, closer to what he wanted.