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[personal profile] panicswitched 2014-12-08 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
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So getting lost in the middle of snow wasn't what I had in mind. Mom and I were on our way back to the little cabin we'd rented up in the Rockies when this snow storm just hit. Neither of us were really expecting anything like that. I'd checked the weather, Biggie had checked before we left, hell I think even you had checked! There was nothing out there and then suddenly we're being pelted with snowflakes an ice. It was really pretty, but I didn't want to get caught out there on that road in the middle of a blizzard. I don't think Mom did, either.

So there we were, sitting on that road as the snow collected and then suddenly Mom stares through the windshield at something outside. Next thing I know, she's opened the car door and she's getting out. Was I letting her go out alone? Uh, no. I jumped out after her. For the record, running on snow in sneakers isn't very fun. I almost faceplanted a few times.

I finally make it over to where she is and she's just staring around with this big child-like grin on her face. I'm staring at her. Whatever she's looking at, I can't see it.

Not until she took me aside and pointed them out to me. Fairy-like Abnormals that bent light around the snowflakes to communicate. Once I saw it... You wouldn't have believed it, Henry. It was amazing. Bright yellow light reflecting from the white of the snow. I felt like I'd just seen the inside of Christmas. (Don't ask how that's possible. It just is.)

We're totally taking you next time, too. I told Mom we had to. The three of us. Man we need someone to be the butler's butler. Or babysitter for the... babysitter? Something like that. We need someone to look after the Sanctuary so all of us can go see the snowflake lights next time.