~Snowflake-The Final Revelation~

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Snowflake. A new Revelation.

Across the glaciers of tomorrow, Maya calls out to the cold moon, high in the pale, colourless sky. Baying, she walks back and fort across the cold snow, the powder separating from the ground by her small, padded feet. She grew restless.

There had been no sign of life now for three days, and this was the third night she had gone without food. She shivered. Normally the intense cold did not bother her, her coat kept her warm, and the thin layer of fat that covered her bones, had added extra insulation. But that had been lost, due to her body converting the fat for nutritional purposes only.

The sun had set moments before, and the pale, grey sky had slivers of red and orange, before the sun dipped behind the horizon, and the sky became enveloped in darkness. The moon shone brilliantly, and the temperature dropped. Now all Maya could do, was pace back and fourth on her lonely mountain. She was tired, cold, hungry, and very isolated.

All the animals had gone. Where, she did not have the faintest idea. It was beyond her simple understanding of life. They were there one minute… the next, completely vanished into thin air. She knew that they had not simply migrated, because it was not the right time, it was not cold enough. Animals don’t have a sense of time in the way, perhaps human’s do, being that a human will watch a clock, follow a watch, and in reality, be owned by time.

Animals relied on their sense of time, and not by simple measurements. By the weather changes, by the sun waking from its sunset, and by their perceptions. Some human’s possessed this sense of time, too. Some actually relied on their own, sharp senses, than a watch, and be on time, still be aware of ’time’.

For some reason, too, the days seemed shorter, somehow. Not because it was in the month of January, when days generally were shorter. Maya’s perception of time in general was much, much shorter than was the normality of the seasons. The sun seemed not to climb as high within her daily cycle, instead falling much sooner into the diminishing sunset. But the nights, they seemed longer. The sky was changing. Maya could smell it in the air. Something had happened to her friends, the polar bears, the seals, penguins, and all the rest of the Antarctic creatures.

There had been a shift of some kind. Even Maya’s mountain did not feel the same, as if somehow it had been moved. But Maya knew large objects could not move by themselves. Unless the sea itself had opened up and swallowed her friends..? Had the plates within the sea pushed aside? Creating a great, gaping chasm of… nothingness? What was down there? Would we find the earth’s core? Or would we simple gaze into space’s empty shell? Infinity? Of course Maya would not think this way. She was but a simple creature of the earth. She possessed no greater knowledge than that of a child.

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