The cold, crisp wind blowing through the trees.
It cut through her like a knife.
The white blanket covering the ground crunched under her feet.
Even with the coldness,
she stood in awe of the beauty of the way it enveloped the land.
The tree limbs with light feathery crystals glowing in the moonlight.
All she could do was to stand and bask in the pure beauty.
She stood refreshing in the beauty of nature.
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