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I stood inside my house, looking outside my window. My orange fur contrasting with the black stripes as my tail lashed back and fourth, watching the world from my window, almost if it was a separate world entirely, something that did not exist within my realm. I put my paw onto the window, feeling the cold glass make me shiver and withdrew it, knowing I did not belong out there. I gazed over the neighborhood, noting each home, where it was, and what was around it.

My house, like all the others, was on the side of a hill that had been cleared. If it weren't for the oak wood porch out back, there would be a steep drop. Outside the front of our house, across the driveway, was a rocky wall upon which rested a grassy plane. When it rained, it pooled in the parking lot, the drains placed a those exact spots so large puddles would not form.

However, on this particular day the ground was covered with powder, it's stark white seemingly meant to purge the land of darkness. The chilled white blanket that could not bring warm comfort, permeating the darkness of night while the moon reflecting off it's frozen surface. Icicles lined the window sills and gutters, creating a beautiful display of decoration, as well as a seemingly dangerous defense against all who would intrude.

Lights glowed from inside the houses, the flickering flames of many fireplaces meant to keep everyone inside warm, convincing them of their safety. The roads outside were an imaginary outline, invisible under the fragile blanket of powder, and yet even with this preexisting blanket a cloud covered the moon. And they roiled forth, a great wave of clouds, as if a vast wave of water was covering the sky with it's motion, coming to reinforce the already existing offense of the snow.

Thousands of flakes began falling upon the land, the icy touch no different than what already existed, but seemingly attempting to dominate both land and sky, the flakes coming in more quantities than the last as they bolstered their hold on the world that existed outside my window. And then a beam made it through the stark gray clouds, a light from the heavens, weakening the vying front of the snow as the sun began to rise, it's heavenly glow creating an efflorescent effect on the snow as it fell. As it rose, it illuminated the landscape, emanating the beauty of nature in a single swoop of it's graceful light, every shade of brown on the snow covered trees, and the supple red on the bricks of the houses, manifesting an invigorating image of magnificent beauty.

Yet, the snow continued to descent, determined not to cease it's fight with such a great foothold, the mountain of white dust growing higher and higher, the roots of the trees and the bases of some soon invisible under it's great onslaught, the cars that lined the parking lot soon forfeiting even their visual presence as the many colors blended into the white abyss. The snow fell even faster as if calling out to the world and letting it know that it could not be beat, and almost as if in answer to it's ally the wind came, dancing with the snow, the ceremony beginning as the wind mustered its strength, ending the snows lonely front as the dance picked up in speed, swirling into a deadly dance meant to push back the sun in all it's grace. The wind began howling it's song, the snow dancing more eagerly to it's graceful partners call as the land began to darken once more, the clouds covering up the small ray of hope that the land had managed to call fourth, and the world melted into that white void, the snow overtaking as it's battle was finally won, the wind slowing it's dance, exhausted as it's foe receded.

And there was I, separated from the world of snow by the glass.