I pull tight on the straps of my snowshoes and stomp my feet upon the fresh fallen snow. With spear in hand, I begin my journey, and for the first time in a long while, I am at peace.
A cool breeze carries the fresh scent of frozen stardust that washes over my face and refreshes my soul. Breathing in the cool night air, my nose tickles with the tangy, yet sweet smell of evergreen needles. A thin veil of mist surrounds me with every breath I expel.
Winter has a unique calming scent.
Above, stars twinkle with life, their ambient glow surrounds the bright celestial sphere. While below an indigo sky cast shadows across the ghostly white of the land. Drawn by an unknown force, I follow my destiny. Placing one hesitant foot in front of the other, the peaceful sounds of crunching echoes into the night, as the frozen layers crack beneath me. The crisp air bites delicately on my cheek and nose, little kisses of frost let me know I am still alive.
A warmth radiates through me as a lucent glow appears on the horizon. Shimmering silhouettes emerge, and images of my ancestors come forth to greet me. My spirit guide smiles and beckons me forward.
Glancing upon my village, there is no sorrow in my heart nor the need to say farewell. My aged body feels no pain, my mind is clear, I am content, as I continue my eternal walk.
I am going home.
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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Comments (31)
Congrats on Top Story!🥳
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For such a snowy piece, this feels warm and hopeful 😁
Wooohoooo!! Top Story!! Congrats my friend!!!
Wow, powerful imagery, Jason. Fantastic job! Congrats on the TS!
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Back to say, glad to see this got Top Story. So well deserved!
Congratulations on top story
I liked the last lines of feeling no pain in a aged body. Well written
Your writing moves me, and this was a gentle and power whallomp right in the feels.
Bravo for your work! Keep it going—congrats!
Oh my. This is simply gorgeous writing. Congrats on the TS.
Love the imagery! Well done. I felt at peace reading this.
You almost made ME like snow...lol and that is a feat
I liked the feel of this. It had a quality of life returning to the universe, a sense of harmony and peace. Filled with description too.
Jason this was masterful! I love what you did here with all the vivid imagery and the peacefulness of the story as a whole! Amazing work!!
Oh! It was a suprise, but it felt so right!
Lyrical and beautifully done JBaz -Wow!
Gosh Jason, this was soooo breathtakingly beautiful! It was a treat to both my eyes and my heart! Brilliant work!
A solid performance from beginning to end. Well done!
This was amazing Jason! Such superb writing!
Beautifully written!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕
This feels like a winner to me! Soooo good!
Wonderful story! I felt an emotional tug at the final line 'I'm going home.' When my grandmother had dementia, eventually the years she had spent as an adult began to slip away until she did not recognize the home she had lived in for over thirty-years. She began to leave her house to look for her childhood home and parents long dead, always complaining "I wanna go home." I like the idea of facing my death as a homecoming rather than a parting. Thank you for writing it.
Excellent discriptions. Made me feel like I was part of the story. Good luck Jason.