RPCatgirl56

A milky ray of moonlight fell upon the winter grounds of the circus; the pale light making the lightly dusted snow glimmer like shinning stardust. Small icicles clung to the roofs of empty stands and edges of the train cars and gleamed in the low light. Even the engine was gorgeously decorated in gentle snow and ice, the illumination making it glitter like fairy-lights for Christmas. Each glass window, of the train cars, was donned with beautiful crystal frost. How beautiful the random, yet meticulous design curled and crusted over the glass, each tiny splinter of ice catching the pale light from above. Yes, truly winter was one of the most s