Fool’s Frozen Paradise

Meno: Viktória Mináriková

Vek: 15 rokov

Téma mesiaca: Čaro

I drag my sled behind me as the snow crunches under my feet. Suddenly I am overwhelmed by glee, sliding down the small hill on repeat.

Some time passes, maybe an hour or two. With my already  fogged glasses I can no longer see through.

Thick blanket of snow everywhere, the nature is dressed completely in white. Disturbed only by footprints of a bear, it certainly is a beautiful sight.

Deciding to lay down and rest, I turn my gaze towards the sky. Nights like this one are the best, each star reminds me of a small firefly.

Trying to count them is futile, no matter how hard I try. Heading back home, I start to tootle; on my way, I spot a frozen butterfly.

Inside the see-through ice its beauty is promptly stored. In winter, all either sleeps or dies and most of it still stays unexplored.

At last, I finally arrived home where the warmth is kept. My body was already frozen to bone, so I crawled into a cozy bed and slept.

Dreams drifted through my mind, recalling the beautiful picture. The whole galaxy, how the stars shine; with night, it creates a stunning mixture.

Sunshine creeps through my window, desperately wanting to stir me awake. I cover my head with a big fluffy pillow, for resting a little while longer I ache.