By: The Saleswoman
The brown trees spike up from beneath the earth. The empty branches wave to you as the wind blows through them, rustling their position, only outside where the wind blows.
Ice slowly touches the top of the ocean, creating an opaque dark blue colour, only outside where the wind blows.
Far beyond the ocean, are the big rock mountains. Snow takes over the tip of the mountain – like a cherry takes the top spot on a sundae. Only outside where the wind blows.
The best part is the tall city buildings. They look as though they’re drawn onto the side of the mountain, only outside where the wind blows.
At night when it’s dark, the lights from the buildings reflect onto the city almost as if there’s hundreds of tiny flashlights shining onto a city, outside where the wind blows.
On Christmas eve, Santa flies over the children sleeping warm in their beds. And above the roofs in Santa’s sleigh red light shines and bells ring over the sleeping city, only outside where the wind blows on Christmas Eve.