Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Posted in Winter on Oct 25, 2022

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“The Frozen Abyss ” by S.N. Beale

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Harold was a lone man, tired and starved. His last hope of warmth, long gone and forgotten to this infinite storm. He could not turn back and what surrounded him was certain death. Although frozen for miles in a reflective white and daunting grey expanse: Harold had finally made it to water, not knowing he’d been traveling up a stunted wave the entire time, further and further out to sea. He now found himself surrounded by fragile chipped ground. One step down and forward could mean: plugging into a frigid abyss. There was nowhere el...

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“Outside my Frosted Window” by Annie Rae

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Outside my frosted window, a thick blanket of fluffy white powder covers the ground. The icicles hanging just feet from my face tempt me to reach out and grab one of the long spires to use as a popsicle. I barely resist the temptation, remembering how many times Kayah and I got our lips stuck as kids and had to peel them from the ice. Not on my wedding day! Never being one for romantic fancies, I couldn’t imagine that my wedding would turn into a fantastical winter wonderland. Snow blankets as far as my eyes can see, the fields, the barn. Pi...

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“Forlorn Ecstasy.” by Goodness Woke

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Long years ago, before the war, when the nights eked slowly for little Betty Calcious and the days seemed to move on speedily. Sitting on her favourite spot close to the window, Zoning out from whatever it was the Arithmetic mistress was saying before the other pupils, she stared out into the compound of the monastery as the little snowflakes hit at master Gary, the monk and the owner of the daily Daisy bakery, mister Rolland as he preferred being referred to as. Her gaze followed the duo as they walked under the mimosa tree tha...

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“Sally and the Iceworld” by Patrick Druid

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Sally Osgood sat at her student desk and looked outside of the classroom window at the frozen ground and shivered even though her desk was situated near the radiator that heated the whole classroom. She wondered if the radiator was working properly. Her desk had an open math book with a pencil in the middle of its pages and a workbook on the right hand side opened to another page with half-written answers to questions. Her notebook was underneath the seat along with several other school books and papers. This was the first snow of ...

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“Blanket of Snow” by Rebekah Sweeney

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(TW: passive suicidal ideation) Lucy sat on the windowsill, staring out at the late March snowfall. Wintery weather at this time of year was not at all unheard of in Cooke City, Montana. Especially up in the mountains. Lucy absentmindedly wondered if the lake a few yards away from her parent’s vacation house was still completely frozen over. No, the date that the calendar happened to show had nothing to do with the way Lucy felt captivated by...

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“Frozen Flowers” by Cherry Ann Rosario

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White crystalline objects fall down from the sky. It was such a wonderful sight to watch. Xarissa a young girl was looking at those crystalline objects from the window while lost in thought. No one know what she was thinking but you could see different emotions when you stare at her eyes. She sigh and open the window and look outside to see the ground that was frozen, she smile gently and remember something. It was also snowing that day it didn't bother her from looking outside the window too in amazement. A soft cough startled her ...

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“New Tricks” by T Gordon-Hall

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When the door first opened, I could barely believe my eyes. I think the others could tell that I was shocked, it wasn’t like I’d tried to hide it. I’d simply never seen anything like this before. The world was all different, covered in a layer of thick white. The air blew into our home through the open door and sent a chill down my spine. Each of my breaths left me in a puff of pale mist. I didn’t understand what I was seeing but one thing was clear. It was beautiful. The ground was higher than normal but levelled out flat. It looked s...

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“The Melt At The End” by Iona Cottle

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The snow had fallen all night, and now the light from the early morning sun glistened off the vast white panorama that had been the back garden. As she waited for the kettle to boil Hannah stood at the back door and stared in wonder. The lawn had never been so flat or perfect, and it looked as though it were made from a single sheet of pure white felt. The path wound down the middle, visible only as a slightly sunken trail of perfection. Great clumps of snow clung to the branches of the tree and the bushes, weighing them down, smothering t...

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“Snow Angels” by Belle Valencia

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It doesn’t snow back home. Looking out at the window from my small apartment, with nothing but thick clothes and a choice to make, I see that it snows. I’ve been in the city long enough to know the odds living in the outskirts, but apparently not long enough to get used to the sadness when you’re alone. The chill in the apartment is a lot crisper than it’s supposed to be, and I reckon it’s the broken heater that my landlord doesn’t seem to consider a problem, no matter how many times I’ve asked. It’s partly why I drown myself with coffee. ...

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“Walking to Live” by CA_pup Gamer

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Karana and I were walking along the snow and ice searching for home. We had gone out looking for food but a huge snow storm happened and we could see nothing. We are wearing heavy coats but my face is not protected and numb. Karana has started building us a house to hide and stay warm in. I don't understand how he can see in this blazing snow but I try to help. We make our house in the ground with a 3foot deep hole and an igloo for the top. We share our rations and melt snow for water to drink. It is night now, the only thing I am scared of ...

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“Away.” by Sydney Downs

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Talia glanced out the window at the frozen tundra surrounding her with a grimace. She had let John drag her to his parents' cabin for the winter holiday break from their work. She had been dreading leaving work for a few reasons, and being stuck in this log hell hole wasn't her ideal way to be spending her time off. Especially not with John.At work she didn't have to face the fact that her relationship was going no where. She couldn't see herself marrying John, but she didn't know how to end it. John was safe, John was kind, John took care o...

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“Looking Across at a Pond” by Tim Duggan

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For the first time in a life full of fleeting thoughts, he considered the geometry of sight lines in relation to accumulating snow. He could still see the pond - the actual water - and he wondered how long it would be before the snow on the hill between the window and the pond would become too high for him to see anything of the pond beside the brown stalks of cattails on the far side. He wanted to dedicate his night to this thought. To pour a whisky and watch the snow and the clock and predict the minute when he would lose sight of th...

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“Pajama Party with the Cardinals ” by Lynn Smith

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Pajama Party with the Cardinals. Such a beautiful morning. Sipping a Nespresso Latté and looking out the french doors. My eyes gazing as the white flakes hit the flowing creek. Oh mercy was it ever a beautiful snow. The camera is practically trembling in it’s case with anxiety to photograph the red and white scenery. Cardinals. Snow. Magic. Angels. The snow fell in heaps. It thumped on the roof tops it was so heavy and meant to be. Some much needed time with God’s snow covered Christmas trees this morning to reflect on everything ...

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“A lettter to no one” by Sofie Barnet E.K

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Stepping inside my room I pull up shutters hastily. I slump on the desk and retrieve the letter writing supplies my ant gifted me last Christmas. Looking at the snow only reminds me of one thing, even though the ideas have no particular relation to each other. As I muse over the memory I stare out the window, ensuring I would be able to ‘post’ this today and only today. I gaze down at the now-blank paper and heave a long sigh as I start writing the letter. Dear stranger, Lately I have discovered this incongruity in myself. Evidently, I h...

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“I Hate The Snow” by Olivia Hollett

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In the back of the closet is my thick winter coat, suitable for this exact situation. But I’m far too old for this, right? I don’t even like the snow. I do feel bad for the coat, though. It has been sitting there for years unused. It must be sad, but there are probably many sad unused things in that closet. My winter boots. My nice gloves. It does seem rather right to put them to use. But no, I really should do some work. Yeah, I really better read or something, put my brain to use and all. Twenty minutes into reading this incredibly ...

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Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 233 stories

“The Frozen Abyss ” by S.N. Beale

“Outside my Frosted Window” by Annie Rae

“Forlorn Ecstasy.” by Goodness Woke

“Sally and the Iceworld” by Patrick Druid

“Blanket of Snow” by Rebekah Sweeney

“Frozen Flowers” by Cherry Ann Rosario

“New Tricks” by T Gordon-Hall

“The Melt At The End” by Iona Cottle

“Snow Angels” by Belle Valencia

“Walking to Live” by CA_pup Gamer

“Away.” by Sydney Downs

“Looking Across at a Pond” by Tim Duggan

“Pajama Party with the Cardinals ” by Lynn Smith

“A lettter to no one” by Sofie Barnet E.K

“I Hate The Snow” by Olivia Hollett

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

Write about someone who gets stuck in their workplace during a blizzard and decides to explore rooms they aren’t normally allowed in.

Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

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