username: a s h e s .
name: osha
gender: agender
snow short story: one of my earliest memories is
sitting under a barren maple tree
with winter's first snow softly falling around me.
my mother wrapped me in as many layers as she could find
fearing that the cold of the snow would cause me to become ill.
underneath that tree, I did not feel the cold.
I was too busy gazing up at the crisp white flakes drifting down from the sky
I wondered, could I catch one?
rising to my feet, I decided that my newest mission would be to capture a snowflake
or two, or three, or four
to keep with me all year long
when one finally fell towards me, I was overjoyed.
being young and unaware, I thought that it would simply fall into my palms
and rest there, like an intricate glass sculpture
but as soon it came to rest on my hand
it lay there for a moment
then slowly began to melt.
I did not understand.
though I tried and tried to capture an unmelted snowflake
it never worked out.
and even now, I wonder
what would it be like to hold a snowflake in the summer?
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personality: snow is often a gentle, quiet thing
yet, as a blizzard, it can rage on with enough force to stop an entire city in its tracks.
in that way, I am like the snow
passive and calm
yet, at the same time, a cold, destructive force when pushed far enough
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(note - personality & story are told from osha's pov)
