Snow clouds sail above in a wind-charged buoyant sea, each of them carrying the white-gold of so many childhood dreams.
Snow clouds, silver and black, in a multitude of precious-metal hues, adorn the sky as if they long to kiss the land.
The snow clouds have taken on the hue of freshly rain-washed rock, and so we wait for the first of many snowflakes to take to their earthly stage.
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