A blemish in white

nted red due to the chilly air that hung around her. Her lips, slightly blue and chapped from

I was very curious as to why she had such an expression on her. I knew humans went through pain, grave and trivial. It was a phase of their lifespan. To experience pain was to be human, I was told. So, I was told to put off all human feelings as I would be vulnerable if disobeyed, hence I did. An

gave off an aura of pure white limpidness. And it was

o use musing over possibilities that were impossible and probable fantasies. With that thought in mind, I stood there, staring at her, while she kept staring at the tree, a bit misty eyed. She had a peti

couldn't hear me, something prodded me to say it out loud. "

ffled look. Her eyes, profound and recognition somehow shone in them. I in turn, kept staring

till seemed to be waiting for an answer, I turned around to look behind me to check

e wrong person." She apologi

see me?" I ask

ocked to even respond for a second. How in Heaven's name was she able to

was a runaway from some menta

didn't go

ed to see me. How can you see m

She asked, pure sarcasm dripping from the words. I gave h

not seem to believe in such things." She looked at me, slightly crossed with my remark and snorted in annoyance, "

n empty bench by the frozen lake. I eyed her cautiously and stood a few inches away from her, while still staring wide-eyed at the miracle that occurred to me. It felt strange to talk to someone other than myself aft

ld, not to mention the light...weird clothes that you are in." She eyed me in concern and I consequently looked d

st which seem to show off your chest...quite a bit now, with what, pirate trousers? And oh!... Oh My goodness. You're bare-footed. R

ent." I tried to convince her. "No, you're not. Look at you; do you peg yourself to be superman by trying to show off your chest and feet? Even superman wear

el this thing called cold." She just sighed at my stubbornness and stated

s she suddenly looked very fidgety and her already red cheeks turned a deeper shade of bright scorching red. "Eh! I...... I mean, you-you are good-looking to begin with but with all the dimples and stuff, you look better; Oh God! What am I blabbering about." She put both her palms over her face and did her best to hide

s feared by others. Or if they scare people away. No?" I said eloquently, and to my contrary beliefs, she burst

red up. Instead, you succeeded in being utterly funny. Enough for me to dr

l yourself to be. Creepy that is." She chuckled again and asked, "Really, what are you? You're in the twenty first century and yet you

hey can't even see me." And she raised her brows, I think amused, with my choice of words. "Why yes, with an e

an. Then what are you really?

re relating, a winter spirit to be precise." She chuckled yet again and said in a voice b

ve believed you if you'd said that you're Clark Cent in disguise but seriously!? Winter sprite? That went a bit overboard don't you think?" I kept on the same straight face I had on before thinking about who t

she just rolled her eyes and dragged me to the man and woman

politely, "Can you see the handso

odded. "Yes dear, is there some kind

ee, this was just a little experiment, which failed miserably by the way." The lady and her husband smiled in amusement and she took me by the hand and walked away from the couple after offer

t

ntinued.