copyright Dee Lovering
Arctic Abaddon
The moment I was created in that frozen cloud crucible, I knew I was a killer. I spun my six blades and my war cry joined that of my tens of millions of brethren. I fell like an arctic Abaddon, ready to destroy everything in my path. A fleshy digit was thrust out below me and I prepared to slice it to pieces.
“Look, a snowflake!”
A killing warmth surrounded me. My six daggers melted away as I puddled.
* * *
The moment I was created as a tiny water droplet on a little girl’s finger, I knew I was a life-giver . . .
The Green-Walled Tower 
July 22nd, 2015 at 11:37 pm
Was I suppose to laugh at this, cause I did? 😉
July 27th, 2015 at 8:58 pm
Yes, of course, and glad you did. I always appreciate laughter at my stories, intended or not.
July 22nd, 2015 at 11:45 pm
I will never look at a snowflake the same way, David. Ooh, it’s going to slice my finger. Ow!! Great story and very imaginative. Thank goodness the water drop is a life-giver. 🙂 We have to have balance and all.
July 27th, 2015 at 8:57 pm
I like to think of the snowflake as hopelessly ambitious, trying to cut up the world with its delicate crystal protrusions. Just as well it melted though. 🙂
July 23rd, 2015 at 1:22 am
beautiful! and a big yay for your return! 🙂
how was wife’s budday? what did you gave her?
July 27th, 2015 at 8:56 pm
Thanks. The wife’s birthday was pretty good. I gave her a mixer, which she’d wanted for a while, plus a bunch of books to read on her Kindle. 🙂
July 23rd, 2015 at 3:17 am
Everyone’s got to find their niche in life, I suppose. Great story.
July 23rd, 2015 at 5:00 am
Dear David,
I’m glad the killer became a life giver instead. A bit of the fantastic and, as always, well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
July 27th, 2015 at 8:55 pm
Well, yeah. I don’t always end on a happy ending, but I prefer to and it makes the story more than one dimensional, which is always a plus with such short stories. Thanks for the comments.
Take care,
David
July 23rd, 2015 at 6:40 am
lovely transformation David! guess that’s what life and death all about !
July 23rd, 2015 at 12:10 pm
Haha! Oh, the plans of mice and men, and snowflakes. Most cool and inventive. I really enjoyed this.
July 23rd, 2015 at 6:15 pm
intrigueing! Love the descriptive flow
July 24th, 2015 at 1:28 am
A snow-flake’s eye view is certainly a most novel take on this photo.
Well done.
July 25th, 2015 at 10:58 am
Thanks!
July 24th, 2015 at 1:41 am
There was a rhythm and beauty to this. I loved the way the pace changed for the second part. Nicely done.
July 25th, 2015 at 10:54 am
Thanks, Sandra. I appreciate your comment.
July 24th, 2015 at 2:57 am
Oh, you got me coming….and going. 🙂
July 24th, 2015 at 3:03 am
loved the end
July 25th, 2015 at 10:53 am
Thanks 🙂 It does pull the whole thing together.
July 24th, 2015 at 11:56 am
Dear David,
Your ending made me fall in love with this story. Great work.
Marie Gail
July 25th, 2015 at 10:52 am
Thanks, Marie Gail. I wanted to end it on a positive note and show that even with the killer snows, there’s still hope. So glad you liked it.
July 25th, 2015 at 10:05 am
I must echo Marie Gail’s comment. Outstanding piece of work. Five stars!
July 25th, 2015 at 10:50 am
Thanks Russell. 🙂
July 25th, 2015 at 4:08 pm
A snowflake with an identity crisis. From killer to hero, with a happy ending, and all in 100 words. I love it.
July 27th, 2015 at 8:52 pm
Yep, quite the journey. Now, what would it be like as steam, I wonder? Maybe just vapid. 🙂
July 26th, 2015 at 4:24 am
This is so, so beautiful!!! Loved it. Excellent piece, David.
July 27th, 2015 at 8:52 pm
Thanks. 🙂 So glad you liked it.
July 29th, 2015 at 12:43 am
Love the snowflake’s voice. Your story is a wonderful flight of fancy. I wish we could melt the hearts of some human beings so easily.
August 3rd, 2015 at 9:20 pm
Yeah, really. It’s a lot harder to change human nature.