On the fly

M

MadhatterLyssa

Guest
Original poster
Here is something that I was just thinking up.



The snow was coming down softly. All the little flakes sticking together making groups of big, fluffy, cotton like balls that fell harder then the rest. She sit by her window listening to the fight that was ensuing downstairs and wished she could go be a snowflake too.
 
Nice imagery! I like the cotton ball simile. :] Are you going to write any more of this?