Outside the Window: What’s the weather outside your window doing right now? If that’s not inspiring, what’s the weather like somewhere you wish you could be?

Silence. All sound caught and trapped by a blanket which covers all, perfect and unbroken. Flakes float through the air, landing gently without a sound. The fresh air through the window smells clean and new, untainted. I lean into it breathing deeply, maybe I can become untainted too. In this moment, the weather is my protection, my barrier between the world and my bubble. Alone, in the silence it provides.

Prompt taken from Think Written: 365 Creative Writing Prompts