Beneath the White
Sounds of empty silence
Unable to move, I feel the lumbering motion of snow sliding above me, engulfing me in this suffocating shadowiness. I shiver uncontrollably, as the pressure slowly squeezes oxygen out of my lungs. Buried alive under the weight of this crystalized shroud, to be forever entombed in a frozen grave with no head stone. Although consumed in total darkness, I close my eyes, yet sleep eludes my exhausted body as rumbling vibrations from above give me false hope of rescue. In truth I don’t know which way is up or down.
Packed snow fills every void, yet I still breathe. Moisture from what little air I have forms an ice casing around my head, the only part I’m able to move. Raw flesh begins to tingle and itch from the frostbite killing my nerves and restricting blood flow.
I am encased in a sensory deprivation session gone horribly wrong. Failing to remain calm, silent tears freeze upon my face, while manic screams are absorbed in this tiny tomb, until I quietly accept my fate. In a strange way the hollow sound of empty silence comforts me. Below this pallet of packed snow, an earthy scent of wet grass fills my nostrils, while the taste of dirty water slides down my throat.
Beneath the fluffy white, lies a power greater than I ever imagined.
I am no more than a seed buried beneath this blanket of white, waiting until the sun smiles upon me once more and I am reborn, a wildflower
About the Creator
JBaz
I have enjoyed writing for most of my life, never professionally.
I wish to now share my stories with others, lets see where it goes.
Born and raised on the Canadian Prairies, I currently reside on the West Coast. I call both places home.
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Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
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Compelling and original writing
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Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
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Comments (40)
Congrats on Top Story!🥳
Beautiful! Well-wrought!
Very vivid read! Great job on Top Story.
Happy belated Top Story! Excellent stuff as always, J! I do believe this has inspired me to do another one. Thank you!
This one captured me, Jason. I felt like I was there and I love the idea of rebirth at the end.
Excellent read! Hats off to your piece:)
Hats off to your work! Keep it going—congrats!
This story is as small and semantically saturated as the frozen tomb of its protagonist! Nice work!
This is incredible- draws you in with its intensity and vivid descriptions, only to give a glimmer of hope with that beautiful ending- wow! Thank you for sharing!
Oh this is so deeply sad. Yet it ends on a positive note. Everything dies for a reason. A seed will rise. Congrts on TS.
Ooh I liked this! & that last paragraph was the perfect way to end.
Crikey! Jason...this is masterful sir! The amount of deep characterisation and the stunning descriptions you managed to fit into 250 words is remarkable. I felt claustraphobic like others have said, reading it...congrats on Top Story. I still think there's a great horror writer in you, despite what you may say, haha!
This is an amazing and captivating piece. I can’t imagine being buried alive under all that snow, but you describe it so perfectly—and eerily—here. Incredible job, and congrats on the Top Story.
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Powerfully evocative of fading/slipping away.
Great micro! You incorporated such strong sensory details!
Hi 'j' ~ So proud to see us 'BunkMates' once again (Metaphorically Writing) I'm proud you liked - Always - Although we have very different 'Styles' - I so appreciate your descriptive way-wit-words. But, Jason, we always have similar goals to encourage the Youngins to write as 'Them'...Not what the current game wants 'Them' as. - Always with my respect - 'j' Jay Kantor, Chatsworth, California 'Senior' Vocal Author, Vocal Village Community -
Excellent & strong writing ❤️
That ending. I love it. Hope after devastation. Bravo!
i see why this won a Top Story! excellent :)
Fabulous work! Keep it up—congratulations!
There ya go. Congrats on the TS.
Beautifully written.
2024: the year for rebirth. Working on it!
a wonderful piece of writing.