Frost Peacock{3}
Eventually, it stopped. My home was turned upside. Transformed into an alien surrounding. The Blood Snow still fell but softer now as if the sky’s wound was out of blood. Slowly I crept from the out of my hole like a timid animal. I looked up at the sky. The swirling mass of gray was calmed. I stuck out my tongue to catch some of th red snow. It melted on my tongue leaving the taste of snow and the metallic blood flavor. I quickly spit it out. Shuddered hoping it wasn’t poisonous. I looked at the horizon everything was still. I began to trudge in the direction of home. At least I thought it was right. I knew something was wrong when eery music floated to my ears.