Reminiscence of the cold

The flickering in the distance must belong to the concrete factory. With its tall, dark chimneys you could only have a guess at what happens across the valley. Smoke coming out the top, everything moves slower than usual.

[I was told the cold does this to gases]

We are now snowed in for the last three days, with no means to escape each other’s fault lines.
I couldn’t even hear the heavy snowfall on Sunday, when it all began. Unlike rain, snow drops with weight, letting other forms of gravity pull it to the ground. Just like the fire which has created a new centre of gravity that never existed in our living room before.

The house has cooled down considerably and with temperatures rising in the day, the rain will return.
And so will our normal lives, beyond these four walls, hopefully.

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