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SNOWDROP-TEARDROP
The snow falls silently on the pure white domain of this winter land. This place where not a single day had the snow failed to drop. This whole landscape is exhilarating, it's a very quiet and solemn place. A place of relaxation . . . of peace . . . Yet, it somehow seems lonely. Not a single soul on sight, except for the two of them. No sound of anything else save for the continuous drop of the snowflakes that ultimately died as it's sounds became a natural element on this place. That might be it, but still this place is loved.
The only time it stopped snowing was when the inhabitants were separated. It rained- no, it was a storm. The snow ceased to fall and thunders came roaring together with the bright flashes of lightning. The snow was melting and it flooded the once beautiful landscape. It became a place of chaos. They cried out to each other as they were being forced apart.
The snowdrop they were so proud of became the teardrop they so hate. . .