A British countryside covered in white

A layer of icing sugar Shook from the clouds, Mists of white drenching the hills Out come the roaring crowds. The sticky cold freezing my feet My hands, my cheeks, my toes, Triple layers of everything I look like a wiggling pile of throws. Snowflakes dance as they fall Tiny crystal edges sparkling in the…

He stared at her duvet fort with distaste

“What are you doing?” He asked. Sandy looked up, her brown eyes clashing with his own, judgemental pupils. “What?” She mocked, eyes squinting at his stupid question. “I think you know what I’m talking about.” Yes, she had made a giant duvet fort with pillows as walls. And yes, her dog had joined her. His floppy…

A forest burning with copper leaves

A world of red and orange Forests burning with death, The cries of the wounded a crackle on the wind Winter has created dragons breath. I jump, falling into piles of the dead Their bodies cushioning my fall, My sight is taken by bruning copper Winter has begun to call. The leaves whisper goodbye I…

A shy winter has begun to spread

The sun rises yet brings little warmth A biting chill stuck on the air, Sticky darkness refusing to leave Leaving a lasting, solemn despair. Dust and worries caught on the breeze Which your eyes lashes flutter to dispel, Water tearing down frost-bitten cheeks Breath, the taste of winter is what you smell. Shades of copper…

Warm bellies against the bristling cold

The ticking of the hob A blast of fire, Tiny buds of flames tickling the pan Bellies rumbling with desire. A circle of purple spikes Tips stolen by red, The clang of silver spoons As they are placed onto the beautiful table spread. Bowls of bubbling soup Clouds of steam creating a white haze, Tiny…

A real understanding of student life

“It is so cold,” Sam says, shivering under the three duvets layered on top of them. “I know,” Chloe replies. “That is it!” Rose screams, emerging from the duvet fortress and into the sub zero temperatures of the lounge. “I’m turning the heating on!” “No!” The other two scream in unison. “Just this once!” Rose…

The winter air bites only the weak (a mage in training, part 6)

Swallowed, engulfed by water that dragged her down as if she weighed nothing. Her lungs stung, pinching they demanded air, their cries vibrating throughout her form. Ash was frozen, her body slowly sinking, but her mind whirled. Perhaps others feared the sea. It’s powerful currents and waves could kill a human in seconds so Ash…