Anshika Verma

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TOPIC WINTER


In the heart of winter, when frost kisses the earth and snow blankets the land, a quiet magic fills the air. As dawn breaks the world emerges under a delicate veil of white each flake a tiny masterpiece in the making.In a small village nestled among towering pines, life awakens to the crisp chill of the season. Smoke curls from chimneys, carrying the scent of wood fires and warmth through the streets. Children bundle up in layers of wool and scarves, their laughter ringing out like bells on the frosty air. In the center of the village stands a towering oak, its branches reaching towards the sky like frozen fingers. Beneath its ancient boughs, a group of friends gathers, their breath forming clouds in the icy air. They lace up their skates and glide onto the frozen pond, the ice cracking softly beneath them.As they twirl and spin, their joy fills the winter air, a testament to the magic of the season. The sun hangs low in the sky, casting long shadows across the snow-covered landscape. And as the day fades into twilight, the village lights flicker to life, casting a warm glow against the cold But the true enchantment of winter lies not just in its beauty, but in the bonds it forges between friends and family. Around crackling fires, tales are told and laughter shared, as the world outside grows quiet and still, And as the stars twinkle overhead and the snow continues to fall, the village sleeps, wrapped in the embrace of winter's gentle embrace, knowing that with each new day, the magic of the season will live on.

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Ajay Tiwari

01-Feb-2024 09:25 AM

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01-Feb-2024 08:13 AM

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