soon i will join them in their SERENE home in the sky
i am not worthy to sit amongst this splendor
perhaps i'll find forgiveness in their Sender
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| The First Snowfall | ||||||||
| I stepped outside, well prepared for what was happening. Maybe too prepared. The snow fell gently-no-less than gently. It seemed to descend silently and not land at all; the basic rules of matter meaning nothing to it whatsoever. Each snowflake was distinguishable from every other one, but I wasn't sure if they were more beautiful like that or not. The sky glowed in that eerie way, the way it only could when it snowed. Everything was still. Time itself stood still, as thought to stand by and watch the breathtaking brilliance of it all. To me, snow was the most beautiful thing in the world. I despised it in the sunlight. Making everything so bright and oversaturated. I never wanted to have to see it during the day again. Only at night could it truly be appreciated--only at night, when all were sleeping soundly, all the spiders resting safely underground, white blanketing everything. Like a layer of na�vet� and innocence and purity covering the earth. All was still; quiet; peaceful; serene. Serene. Serenesereneserene. SERENITY. I stopped standing in it. I shook it off of me, feeling unworthy to even be in its presence, much less touched by it. I sat down, and it was all I could do to keep from weeping. Such SERENE beauty, and here was I, the scum of the world, sitting on it, like an equal. I slowly extended my fingertips, clasping them around a small portion of the snow I had adulterated so shamelessly. I brought it to my mouth, then jerked my head back and laughed sadistically, crushing the delicate flakes in my unholy fist. That's where they found her... lying sprawled in the snow, a wicked grin ripped across her face. Lying in the snow, the blindingly white snow, its purity interrupted only by the violent and sporadic stains of crimson near her lower arms. A note placed neatly upon her chest in her tidy handwriting read thus: | ||||||||
| my time spent here has gone awry
soon i will join them in their SERENE home in the sky i am not worthy to sit amongst this splendor perhaps i'll find forgiveness in their Sender |
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