porkyandthemob

The expanse before him shone and glistened. All the way to the horizon a white field lay, freshly fallen from the sky. The clouds had already receded into the East, over the mountains in back of him. Celestial light filled the air, reflecting sweetly on the snow. Pink and orange filled the immediate view. Voluptuous purple loomed above, followed by dark navy blue. Stars would soon appear, twinkling in the heavens. Despite this luminous ray of hope in the West, a cutting wind blew in from the North, stirring up miniscule diamonds of snow. The cold became apparent, slicing right to the bone. His moustache suddenly froze, the short hairs cracked as he wrinkled his upper lip against the wind.