Better PlaceWeather, Jack had decided long into his existence, was a fickle thing. It never agreed with what it should be agreeing with, and when it did it made things worse. The funeral always had to be sunny when it should have rained, blaring down happily from a cloudless sky. And when the rain came during the trek towards permanent rest, those who had lost felt as if they'd lost more.Better Place by Galimatias123
Snow wasn't like that. Snow gave people something to believe in. That there was still beauty in the world. And when he saw these sad processions moving past him, people draped in black as if the very shadows were trying to seep into their bodies, he made it snow. Miracles of light flurries in Texas over graveyards, the cathedral in Italy suddenly frosted in white, soft flakes etched into stained glass. Temples, opening their doors, greeted with light fall of crystals. And the tombstones dusted until they glittered.
He hated people being sad. Could hardly bear it. So whatever the weather was, he attempted to but i
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