The Purest of Snow

The Purest of Snow

‘The purest of snow fell gracefully upon the meadows like icing sugar scattered far and wide. Not a sound could be heard except the earth gently weeping as it witnessed its own charming beauty.’

~ Amelia Dashwood © 2016, All rights reserved.

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