A snowflake collided with her brothers and sisters inside the dark cloud of her mother. Around and around she swirled until she was rocketed out. She waved as she saw her mother shrink behind her, turning to notice her brothers and sisters floating beside her. They yelled in exultation. The canvas in front of her was bright with a kaleidoscope of colors. As she drifted, the colors became shapes and objects, growing larger with each passing second. She turned to her nearest brother.
“Beautiful, isn't it?” she asked.
“I feel so alive,” he replied.
“I wonder what’s the meaning of it all?”
She looked back down. Two figures stared up at them, their mouths wide open and she landed gently onto one of their tongues.
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