11-04-2024, 11:51 AM
The winter night is a quiet blanket upon the Meadow. A clear sky shines with stars overhead and the crisp winds have taken some time off, leaving everything still and peaceful.
Until snow stirs on the ground, a small flurry of flakes flying upward in the trail of one - no, two! - brilliantly shining orbs that race and zig-zag across the freshly fallen snow, leaving curious tracks behind them in their wakes and illuminating the area around them. They jump and twirl in erratic delight as they race each other - and are just itching to be caught.
Until snow stirs on the ground, a small flurry of flakes flying upward in the trail of one - no, two! - brilliantly shining orbs that race and zig-zag across the freshly fallen snow, leaving curious tracks behind them in their wakes and illuminating the area around them. They jump and twirl in erratic delight as they race each other - and are just itching to be caught.