[Anninja]: 428.Drabbles.May07

Wind blew across the field and lifted a few snowflakes in the air. They landed slowly, each in its own way, back closer to earth, totally obeying nature laws. The one which fell on the road, slowly turned to water, when clouds thinned, almost showing the sun. Like longing for more beauty in the world, wind created a miniature tornadoe of dancing little sunlight shatters under day's only gap in the clouds. A snowbell was wakened, deep under surface joys. It stretched a little sprout out of the seed, hoping that spring has come.
Breezes subsided and clouds brought snow.

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