The sound of snow

Author: Ukari

To say here is far, and to call yonder nearby. Stories on the edge of the every day, strange tales you may or may not be moved by. Strange, curious, fantastic stories told by me, you, him and her. There are many stories but they’re all concluded within a single page, each story around 200 to 1200 characters in length, a short story collection you can easily read. Please enjoy them. Updated every Saturday at 6pm.


Negatively influencing traffic, the roads became slippery. The next morning they would likely freeze and invite even more trouble. Although the snow was so troublesome, why did people exalt it?

Having said this myself, I still couldn’t hide my exhilaration as the snow fell, I thought as the snow danced around me while I walked.

It was a soft, light snow, softly caressing the top of my umbrella. I followed the road towards home, enjoying the soft patter of it.

Arriving home in a good mood, I closed my umbrella. I let out a small scream and dropped it.

What on earth?

A large spider was skewered on the pointy end. It struggled weakly, its eight legs rubbing against the nylon of the umbrella, producing a soft, gentle tone.

So that was the pleasant sound of snow that had until earlier filled my heart with such joy.


Original Japanese

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