Lily liked the feeling of the snow on her feet. The way it sifted through her toes.
It didn't melt and was, in fact, a completely different texture than when she was human.
It wasn't slushy and unbearably cold to the touch as it once used to be to her. It was soft and not the slightest bit uncomfortable.
Lily could feel each and every individual flake. Each crystal that had fallen from the sky.
A thought occurred in the back of her mind, was it me who created this snow?
In so many ways the snow was different. And yet there was one thing that was still the same.
It was still just as beautiful to her as it was before. She had always loved winter and delighted in playing in the powder with her sister.
She admired the icicles that decorated the frozen trees and thought the frosty designs on her windows were breathtaking.
The snow was still as white as the moonlight that had dyed her hair.
It still sparkled like millions of diamonds, each of their facets reflecting the sunlight into the crisp winter air.
And it still to her breath away.
She now understood that she was not dead and that all this was real.
She was overcome with joy and happiness that this miracle had been granted to her.
And EVE! She was alive, too! She had to be! After all, Lily had would have not fallen down a crevasse for any other reason than to save Eve.
Of course she would do that for her. Lily loved Eve with all her heart.
Excited to see her sister, Lily raced towards a hill that stood taller than any of the trees that were surrounding the clearing.
She would be able to find the glacier that had swallowed her whole. The glacier that she had died on.
The fact that she really had died and that a mysterious man living on the moon had saved her still hadn't settled with her.
As she ran towards the hill, she couldn't notice how inhumanly graceful the limbs that carried her were.
It was grace that could never be copied or achieved by a human.
When she reached the bottom of the hill, she realized at once how dreadful steep the darn thing was. It hadn't looked this steep from the clearing.
She started to crawl her way up, unable to walk in a normal upright position. When she was about halfway to the top, she decided to stop to catch her breath.
She was not hot or sweaty but was certainly tired. So she settled on a rock and closed her eyes to rest.
She wished she were a bird with long feathered wings to carry her up to the top. Sighing to herself internally, she opened her eyes.
As soon as she did, she noticed that everything was somehow clearer than before she had closed them.
She could see every crack in the boulder she was sitting on. Every blade of grass surrounding her feet.
She could see the patterns that the clouds made in the sky.
She could see nothing short of everything.
She started to look around and froze when she felt a strange sensation on her back. There was a gentle breeze and she felt it again.
It was almost like... like the breeze had ruffled the lace on her dress. But the lace had only been at the bottom of the beautiful gown she had been wearing.
She felt the ruffling sensation all over her back. Slowly, she looked down at her body.
A sound that was supposed to be a yell of surprise came out as an awkward squawk. Lily was a BIRD!
She was the exact bird that she had imagined two minutes ago. The only difference was that the bird she had seen had been every color of the rainbow.
Lily's new feathers were a silvery white. She glanced at the talons that used to be her feet. They were razor sharp and a beautiful pearly color.
Where her arms were, wings had sprouted. Each about three feet long and covered with dazzling feathers that caught the sun in just the right way.
It was then that she realized that she could become anything she could ever dream of being.