50 Word Stories: The White Caps

Winter threw his frosted cloak over Spring as if to conceal her forever. Those few hardy flowers who’d risked the early year disappeared overnight, only the snowdrops remaining. They shook their white caps and persevered risking all for life. They won. I don’t know how, but they did. Seasonal miracles.

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