Day 1 Snow
Playing with Snow
A fresh blanket of crisp, white snow smothered the land as far
as the eye could see. Laura pressed her nose against the coldness of her window;
the circle of footprints she had made only last night now a foot under the cotton
candy carpet. Sighing heavily, she tumbled back into the warmth of her bed. Yet
another day of digging the driveway, another day of children throwing snowballs
and building more snowmen, turning into a snowman army in every field and
garden.
The weather was the news and had been for the past seven
days of constant snowfall during the night. Shelves were bare, goods were not reaching
towns and all Laura’s Christmas deliveries were stuck somewhere in transit.
With Christmas Eve only tomorrow, panic was putting it mildly. There had been
nothing like it; ever. The whole country from the tip of Cornwall to the
northern tip of Scotland was covered in snow, with no end in sight. It seemed
like the end of the world as all theories and prophecies were thrown around
carelessly like confetti, but no real explanation given.
Laura opting for the radio until the ironic ‘Dreaming of a
White Christmas’ came on. Angrily, she launched it in to the garden where it
disappeared into the deep snow with a dull thud.
“Are you satisfied now?”
“Guess so Father. Humans are weird yet wonderful. I never tire
of playing with them” Jadis replied as she stared below at her winter
wonderland creation and Laura cursing towards the skies.
“They do make it easy for us Jadis. But remember what they
wish for isn’t necessarily what they want.” Jadis understood her wise father and waved her
arm elegantly over her wonderland creation and watched intently as her snow
disappeared without even leaving a puddle.
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