You go for a walk in fresh snow. Suddenly you realize you're not leaving any footprints.

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“Axiom the Fourth” by Arthur Tiberio

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The problem was their clothes. Everything else was just downright freaky, but wearing the thin cashmere and cotton of the desert, while four feet of ice covered the dunes? Blackened appendages were only the beginning. Horrible things happened to people who strayed too far from the fires, which had begun to tax the endurance of the man who was supposed to maintain them. Coleman eyed him with more than a trace of concern, up there at the head of the marching order. From beside him came a nudge."How much longer, do you think?""Days. Maybe week...

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“When it snows, it blizzards.” by Bruno Lowagie

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“I think I forgot my keys,” I say. When I turn around to go and fetch them, I suddenly realize that I didn’t leave any footprints in the snow. “Oops, I might even have forgotten my body.”I walk back to the office, and indeed: there I am, sitting behind my computer screen, still trying to figure out how to fight global freezing. Watching myself I must admit that my wife is right. She always complains that I do look like an old, scattered professor. I wonder if she still loves me.“Come on,” I tell my physical self, “It’s time to go home.”“Is i...

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“The Inescapably Fated” by Issy T

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The cold and I are not best friends. Nor are we enemies. We are friends that catch up once every year but have no need or want to be in constant contact. When they arrive, I embrace them with open arms, looking forward to our much needed reacquaintance but when it is time for them to leave, we part happily and readily. We are currently towards the end our of encounter which is why I was rather begrudgingly putting on my shoes to go outside. Everything was crisp; the light, the snow, the air and sun. A white glow emanated from every angle of ...

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“Snow Journal” by Dana Orr

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SNOW JOURNAL - ENTRY 1Waking up to see snow is one of the most incredible things.And especially as a 13 year old girl who rarely gets to go outside. My name is Emily. And I'm an orphan.I don't get to go outside much simply because the hag that owns the orphanage isn't exactly the nicest woman. But I understand that if she let one of us go outside, she'd have to let us all go and that's probably not a good idea. Some of the boys here would give her trouble.My best friend Margaret, she's 17, says she is becoming poor. And that she might lose t...

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“We like you” by Iona Cottle

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The wind is whistling through the trees overhead- no, it’s screaming. Screaming through the trees overhead, and I can’t feel my feet any more. My cheeks went numb within seconds of leaving the hut, and I wish I’d taken that as a hint to stay behind. “Regretting you came now?” Lucas bellows in my ear, reading my mind as he so often seems to do. If he wasn’t so scary it’d be kinda funny. “I’m fine.” I’m not, but I ain’t gonna let this lot see that. I chose to come with them, and I’ll deal with it like a man. “Hah! Hear that everyone? Thinks co...

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“An Unlikely Stroll” by Morgan Douglas

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It was the second night in the row where the snow was falling. An ordinary sight in the Rocky Mountains during winter time. December had just descended, and I was getting excited about the holidays that were coming so soon. For my family was going to be coming in for Christmas to visit. Upon looking out the window of my little townhouse, I decided to walk out into the snowy night and take a nice stroll through the park nearby. It was a bit of a hassle, being that the snow was coming down harder and harder it seemed as I was walking down the ...

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“Angel Blood” by Amanda Olmstead

Submitted to Contest #23

“There’s angel blood in that one.”The men whisper as I pass, my bucket of water icing over as I make my way home. Everyone else unlucky enough to be out in the cold trudges through knee-deep snow. I skim lightly across its glittering surface, leaving no trace of my passage. Angel blood. Da says that was what she was, but for a long time I’d simply thought it the ravings of a hopeless romantic. Down in the Southern kingdoms there had been no snow to reveal my true nature. We had lived peaceful, simple lives. There the whispers had all been pi...

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“The Nunavut daemon” by Roko Krmpotić

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #23

No word sets fear in the hearts of Nunavut tribes' elders like winter. For many other words come along with winter. Hunger, desperation, cold, death. Everyone recognizes it as the season when all evils break loose and plague the poor Inuit people. What they all fear, however, never bothered you in the slightest. You find yourself rather fascinated by winter, you might even consider it your favorite out of all the seasons. When winter comes and the air grows even colder than usual, an unimaginable force urges you to abandon ...

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“Nevermore” by Migelin Benel

Submitted to Contest #23

“Why do I never listen?” I said out loud as fresh snow tumbled down the dark heavens. Through my flashlight, I could see my words and breath form mists as it met the chilling air. The local weather man said to stay in doors as this would be the coldest night in Manifest’s history. But then again, Manifest was a tiny boring town so the folks here dubbed everything as a first. “Oh, he is the first Asian in town. Oh, the first to drink a milkshake out in the cold. I can go on and ...

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“A walk in the park” by Sam Kirk

Submitted to Contest #23

Today, I woke up with a raging headache, unable to attribute it to anything. After all, I have been sober for 99 days. Back in the day, massive headaches were a regular occurrence. A bottle of Advil never left my nightstand. The moment I would open my eyes, I would grab three or four pills and chase them with a sip or two of water. No matter how drunk I was, I always made sure to go to bed with a tall bottle of water nearby.Last night, I got home from work, ate dinner from a box that I “cooked” in a microwave, watched the news, and went to b...

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“For Want of a Key” by Michelle Nugent

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On a snowy day, it takes me 23 extra minutes to get to work. The accumulating slush on the city streets back up traffic so badly the buses run at least half an hour behind schedule, so I walk. The city is prettier after a snowfall anyway, the white blanket covers the dirt and the trash and the grime, for the first day at least.I don’t know how long I walked before I passed through the gate. I was listening to a podcast to block out the noise, and if the wax paper hadn’t slipped off my morning hash brown, I wouldn’t have turned to grab it and...

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“Impossibly Soft” by Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #23

Owen was excited. The weather forecast the previous night had for once been correct. The British winter had finally produced something other than hours and hours of disappointing drizzle and half a dozen snowflakes that ended up cold sludge moments later. Overnight a decent amount of snow had descended, covering the whole of Owen’s neighborhood in a fluffy, white blanket. So far since the thick fall there had also been no drizzle, the skies surprisingly clear and blue. Professor Owen McCloud could finally test his latest invention. Timing wo...

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“The Revenant's Journey” by Jason Gretencord

Submitted to Contest #23

Grayness. My entire vision is immersed in a pulsing gray vortex. A thunderous cacophony resounds in my head as I flail around. Gradually my sight focuses, and a landscape sprawls out around me. First comes an evening sky, enshrouded by a ponderous layer of clouds. Snow is falling onto the ground, disgorged by the sky as bloated projectiles that splatter over everything in the vicinity. I hold out my hand and catch a few, but I feel no chill despite the brumal winds and vision obscuring snowfall. Looking at my hand, I notice that the sn...

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“Love Conquers” by Unknown User

Submitted to Contest #23

My name is Olivia James and this is the tale of my afterlife, or at least so I thought. It all started on a Monday afternoon in the middle of November, I woke up that day to see the beautiful pristine snow, silently falling to the ground. It was such an amazing sight to see, the sun’s rays were beaming off the freshly fallen snow, and it gave me joy. I was so excited to see the snow I hurriedly got out of bed and put on my winter coat. As I stepped out of my house onto the porch I could immediately feel the crisp winter air, just the th...

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“Fairy Footprints” by Samantha Carpenter

Submitted to Contest #23

As I walked through the freshly fallen snow, my mind drifted to thoughts of the past week. I recalled New Year's Eve, spent at my cousins' house. Family and friends were surrounding me, much like the snowflakes currently drifting through the air enfolded me. I felt like I was walking through a dream.As a walked, I watched the white specks float and dance around me. Each one was a masterpiece, with delicate curves and sharp edges. I could hardly even hear my footsteps. When I glanced down, I snapped back to reality. The reason I could not hea...

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You go for a walk in fresh snow. Suddenly you realize you're not leaving any footprints.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 128 stories

“Axiom the Fourth” by Arthur Tiberio

“When it snows, it blizzards.” by Bruno Lowagie

“The Inescapably Fated” by Issy T

“Snow Journal” by Dana Orr

“We like you” by Iona Cottle

“An Unlikely Stroll” by Morgan Douglas

“Angel Blood” by Amanda Olmstead

“The Nunavut daemon” by Roko Krmpotić

“Nevermore” by Migelin Benel

“A walk in the park” by Sam Kirk

“For Want of a Key” by Michelle Nugent

“Impossibly Soft” by Tim Law

“The Revenant's Journey” by Jason Gretencord

“Love Conquers” by Unknown User

“Fairy Footprints” by Samantha Carpenter

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Write a short story that takes place in a winter cabin.

A busy city is quieted by a big blanketing of snow. Write from the perspective of two (or more) characters who live there.

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Write a short story about people stuck in traffic during a blizzard. There's nothing much to do but wait, and talk...

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