Mountain snow 🌨️

It resembled the cabin of a flask, in which the poles of life thumped amid the breath of the deep abyss . And everything glowed with joy. And the pines, with their needles frozen , pierced the branches with long laces - the tears of nature. One of the clouds at the top momentarily embraced the sun and beauty. From the edges of the bare rocks a chill flowed, and in the darkness, led by a monster, a huge Musala loomed. It looked fiercely, pierced by loneliness, banished at the end of life. The slide stopped and their beating hearts side by side stopped. Frosty eyelashes fluttered and lips touched them, and palms snuggled in sockets of other, larger palms. The iron circle by the track wound the steel nerve and still could not pull the cloud of lead up. The most in love, the bravest boy took hold of the rope and went to the top. And then his thin body with dizzying and sweet speed cut through the tentacles of the hairy cloud. He as a ship with the ropes cut under the gust of wind, it tilted and slowly walked into the ocean of the blue sky.