New Month's Eve--Icicle Forest

For this month's New Month's Eve celebration, I was going to go outside in the blizzard,* so, just before midnight, I got all bundled up and ready to go outside. But as I sat there, snuggled up in my warm, fuzzy scarf, watching the snow fall outside the window, I felt myself nodding off...

 

I was in a strange forest, wading through cool, fluffy white snow that was so high I couldn't feel the ground. Rather than trees in this forest, there were glittering spears of ice, reaching high into the black sky. They reminded me of upside-down icicles. But then I noticed something that made my stuffing squirm in excitement: a brilliant light on the horizon. As I watched, the light rose into the sky. It had the warmth and promise of a sun, but the mysterious subtlety and magic of a moon.

 

It wasn't until the light was almost directly above me that I realized what it was: the embodiment of February. Here I was, in the strange, icy, glistening, world of January, while the ethereal, fleeting February loomed overhead, and I realized that its fall was imminent. But as I realized that, I also realized that I had started to sink into the snow. I tried to bring myself higher, but the more I struggled, the more I sank. Soon, I was complete submerged.

 

And that's when I woke up, to find myself slumped against the window, snuggled up in my warm, fuzzy scarf. I looked at the clock: it was exactly midnight.

 

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*we've gotten an obscene amount of those lately.

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