Foot Falls (Hold My Hand)
winter has come, but it's not as bad as i thought.
Red Moon: Wolves of Stalingrad Pt. 4
A bad early winter storm had made the already long trip to siberia even longer so he was stuck on the train for several more days, but it wasn't so bad anymore now that the german was awake.
Red Winter: Operation Crimson Twilight
Just fifty feet away stood a whole squad of pra troops, all clad in their dark black and grey urban/winter camouflage and sporting red tinted goggles over their helmets.
Lonely Oak Chapter 14
Whereas the other parts of the play ground were mostly dirt, sand, pebbles and the occasional tuft of dying grass, the cabbage patch was vibrant and green, even in the winter.
Snowscape
I stood inside my house, looking outside my window. My orange fur contrasting with the black stripes as my tail lashed back and fourth, watching the world from my window, almost if it was a separate world entirely, something that did not exist within...
Winters embrace
-- a short story about concequences and community a dark winter evening, black clouds covering the sky while blizzard-like winds gush over the landscape.
The Crunch of Snow
Back in 2020 this was meant to be the final poem to finish off the year, one about winter and snow. missed the end of year by a couple of hours though so this was actually originally posted january 1st 2021.
Greener Pastures, Part One: First Day On Campus
I had spent the summer and fall after my graduation of high school at home, getting everything set up to head out to green pine university at the start of the winter season.
Winter's Apex: Ch 3 - Soaring in the Snow
**Ch3:** **Soaring in the Snow** ** ** A white cloud billowed in Apex's wake as he tore down the hill on his black and red snowboard. Arms outstretched...
Kerr 10: Winter Interlude
In the winter every household must send an able-bodied male to help cut the ice, and remarr is in charge of it.
Blue Skies
Dormant branches reach up like fingers to a cloudless sky, where not even the bravest of crows fly, and not a drop of summer's rain lingers. Still the wind breathes, stirring dead leaves. The sun shines down bright, warming only those...
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Prelude: “Winds of Ice”
Dagdarra, when motivated by urgency, could traverse sixteen leagues of tundra in a single, winter's day. their long stride and crescent hooves supported a steady yet swift travel.