Small World
A winter wonderland tale
A frozen canvas surrounds me, pure and twinkling. My feet crunch in the snow, so beautiful it seems fake. Isn't it strange that we describe real things as so pretty they appear fake, and fake things as so pretty they look real? Trudging under the billowy grey skies, I make my way to the iron bench.
Time to meet Frank.
Brushing the confetti like flakes off the mahogany slats, I then smooth my woolen peacoat and sit down. Crossing my arms for warmth, I breathe into the air as if a dragon. Strangely, my breath does not become water vapor. In fact, nothing happens.
Ah, here's Frank. He smooths his peacoat, sits and breathes into the air.
"Weird, right Frank?"
Frank's silent.
"Frank, don't you think you should see your breath?"
Still, nothing. Though, Frank is a solemn fellow.
I peer at his profile. His face is hard, his eyes transfixed on something distant.
"Frank... Frank!"
Nothing.
"I mean, really Frank, you're just going to sit here and say nothing? Hello!?"
The nerve! Indignantly, I stand and storm off.
Glittery crystals cover everything, but none are falling now. The world is so silent it's almost ringing. My mind turns to Wilson Bentley and how he never found two snowflakes alike. "How can that be?" I wonder, bending to scoop a handful of identical snowflakes. Shrugging, I drop the snow and take two steps, but crash into a glass wall. Suddenly my world flips upside down, and is consumed in snowfall.
About the Creator
Meagan Dion
Hi, my name is Meagan. I am a mom to four kiddos whom I homeschool. I am also a glassblower, creator, and writer. I aspire to finish and publish my memoir, but it's going to take a lot of time and coffee. Coffee is a verb, do you coffee?
Reader insights
Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Masterful proofreading
Zero grammar & spelling mistakes
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Keep reading
More stories from Meagan Dion and writers in Fiction and other communities.
Linus In Washerland
Everybody knows there's a void, a mysterious land, that opens it's cavernous maw when no one is looking. It devours various odd belongings without a trace. This monster is a vacuum dimension that somehow pinpoints the crucially important items; the pacifiers, the wedding rings, the keys. It picks them off systematically-especially if you need it, especially if it's one of a pair. Many an odd sock has tumbled in, never to be seen again. I am one such sock. I'll never forget the pull of the void, the look on Rita's face before we were separated, and I'll never stop wondering how I ended up where I did.
By Meagan Dion2 years ago in Fiction
The Ritual of Winter Challenge Winners
Welcome to the Winners Announcement for The Ritual of Winter challenge. This prompt focused on winter rituals and the meaning that settles into them over time. The top pieces stay grounded in ordinary acts and repeated routines, letting winter shape the work through pace, attention, and restraint.
By Vocal Curation Team3 days ago in Resources
Comments (10)
Fantastic storytelling, so atmospheric and a great set-up to a powerful pay-off. Couldn't have been better. Well done.
Very nicely done! It's lovely.
Nice twist! I thought I knew how it would turn, but I was wrong. Good job!
Snowglobes! This was so brilliant! Loved your story!
Some globes are smaller than others. Though if you find at some point that you can see your breath, there's a good chance that glass wall is going to break & the consistency of your atmosphere is going to become radically thinner. Of course, the O2 won't be so ubiquitously tied to H any more.
Oh snow!!! The snow globe tale is beautiful!!! Loved it!!!♥️♥️💕
If you guys want to know the answer, I’ll put it in a reply to this comment.
What a lovely picture you painted to go along with the erratic and unsure behavior of the MC. I believe she doesn't know she has passed on, carrying on as normal. Thanks for sharing.
Oh wow. Very intriguing!!
Hmmm this was mind boggling and I like that. Perhaps I need to read it again. "Isn't it strange that we describe real things as so pretty they appear fake, and fake things as so pretty they look real?" I can only say, I have only thought this once but it is a good question.