The Southwinds I 12The Southwinds I 12 by corrvo
_________________________________________Kyra, Outskirts of Saelyn - 4'2'196'5
His breath hung in the air, an unmoving fog that blurred his vision. All around, blinding white snow buried everything from the once swaying grass to the graceful boughs of the saelpines. Nothing was spared the onslaught of winter’s most bleak, yet wondrous condition. The blue jay’s claws sunk deep into the snow with the crunching of so many thousands of tiny ice crystals that succumbed to no more than a mere footstep – one of many trekked by the bird that night. Feeling the sting of the cold in his throat, the jay held his beak tight, breathing through his nostrils until they went numb. He switched back to his beak as long as he could hold out.
The subtle silver light filtering through the distant wisps of clouds lining the far horizon began to disappear, leaving a lonely pale blue clinging to the air. While the sky grew darker