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The world was totally white.
There was snow everywhere, some small plants around the place, but they were covered with the snow too. The snow shined as if it was covered with small diamonds, and in the places where was no snow but ice, was a glowing coldness. And the sky was white, too, full of clouds, as if the sun did not exist at all. It was as if the light would come straight from the total whiteness that seemed to be the only thing in the world. Nobody would never get to touch the eternal whiteness. It would never change.
There was a small black point in the whiteness, as if it was a small spot of ink on a big, white paper. It was very small, but there was no doubt that it was in the center of the eternal coldness. When you looked closer, you could see that it was a small girl, a tiny, white child, dressed in simple, black clothes. The girl was staring to the endlessness, never moving, tears frozen a long time ago on her cheeks. She had been sitting there from the start of the endless time, the white, cold eternality, the endless minute.
A moment frozen for ever.
- by Raccoonwolf |
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- | Submitted on 02/13/2009 |
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- Title: Shiroi
- Artist: Raccoonwolf
- Description: This is a 'poem' (or whatever mysterious you should call it) I have written. It's meant to be a description of an sad eternal moment, some kind of mystery even to myself. Please forgive my bad english, I'm from Finland.
- Date: 02/13/2009
- Tags: shiroi white snow eternality mystery
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- lemonloodles2 - 02/21/2009
- this is a very sweet, sad peice of writing. your very good.
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