short stories
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The charms of nature-Spellbound
Yesterday was a bright, calm sunny morning. The sun shone over fields of amber grain, where red poppies danced in the wind’s breath. Across the dewy fields the cattle lay in verdant green pastures. Under the massing clouds, radiant dewdrops lay in shiny pouches, like a looking glass that lay upon the thistle heads which were cool to the touch. I noticed the beautiful white cup-shaped flowers of intertwined convolvulus amidst them. However, yesterday had become history, today is mystery, as I watched the waves of colour seeping layer upon layer through the dark clouds and observed how they began to race each other across the open fields. The dawn was glorious, the air filled with song, with each bird proclaiming the new day.
Out of the Shadows
It had been a cold and very frosty January night, the nipping air stole my breath, the fog had settled on sub-zero surfaces and the pelt of frost had accreted crystals upon crystals. The sky being velvet black was spangled with a myriad of twinkling stars, which were as numberless as days. The stalactite-like icicles suspended in silent grace, the moon was at its full round shine, and where the tree’s shadows were blackly stretching across the land, it captured my heart. My eyes were fixed like a ruby rock, leaving me spellbound, as the moon rained out her beams on the birch trees, transfiguring them in silvery brightness.