" Silent, and soft, and slow, descends the snow."
The city near by was just starting to buzz with life, but for the most part the night still rules, until the sun would rise. A howl could be heard in the distance. The snow bleached the grounds and trees white, killing any wild life that couldn't handle the harsh bite of the cold.
Further away from the city, deep within the snowy woods, lay a ryokan that was once an Inn, now it was home to a family of three. This is where our story begins, and where it will end.
"The flakes are skyflowers, pale lilies from the clouds, that wither on earth."
Silence. There was no noise within the house as Haruka lay awake in her bed role, ice blue eyes staring up at the ceiling as the silence dawned on. It seemed relentless. Her room was cold, the small heater that sat in the corner of her room, unlike the others within the house, did not glow red, signaling it's missus. As she let out a sigh, her breath puffed out around her. Haru shivered in delight.
Unlike her father and sister, she relished the cold, and found reason to escape to it whenever she could. Slowly, she blue haired girl rose from her role, and carefully changed her clothes - she was trying not to wake anyone else. She pulled on a pair of Black pants, a short sleeved grey shirt, and her snow boots. No normal person would dare go out in this weather with just these article's on, however Haruka was not normal.
She carefully slid open the thick screen door that opened out into the garden behind the Inn, and made her way outside. Her foot falls made crunches in the thick snow with every step, but they were near silent. She walked for quite some time, but when she reached her destination the sky was still dark. The blue haired female stood at the edge of a cliff, the snow falling all around her, and she let out a small laugh. This place was her escape, so beautiful, so peaceful, and just below the cliff was a Spring, during summer she would spend all of her days in the freezing deep spring to keep the heat from getting to her. Usually she could just right over the edge of the cliff and right into the spring, but right now it was frozen over.
Haru held her hand over the side of the cliff, and smiled as ice began to come forth and form upon her calm, the shinning light from it standing out from the darkness. Slowly, the ice shifted around in the air until it formed an elegant snowflake. Haruka giggled happily as she threw it up into the air, and it exploded into a hundred bright blue snowflakes that stood out against the white snow and shimmered as they drifted down to the Spring below.
She loved Winter.