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Well, I feel like writing my fairy tale  today as I am lucky to see a lot of snow, to feel severe frost and all winter magic at last! My tale is based on Ukrainian and European folklore as I have already been staying in Europe for about two weeks.

One morning at the end of December, Father Frost (Ukrainian/Russian Santa) woke up after his long sleep as he felt like going to die because of the high temperature.  He took a glass of icy drink to cool down and looked around. “There is still no snow or frost!” he exclaimed, “People need it to feel New Year spirit!”

He immediately asked his granddaughter, Snow Maiden, to wake up all snowflakes as it was their time to get down to work. Father Frost promised to keep the appropriate temperature for them to get down to the ground and cover it with the virgin white snow.

All snowflakes obeyed and started their way to the ground. They didn’t mind becoming parts of snowdrifts, snowballs, snowmen as they had always known they were destined to gladden people.

However, one of the snowflakes was such an imp, a mischievous child! She didn’t feel like being one of million, she wanted to be unique. And she asked her friend Boreas (god of the north wind), to take her to some special place. It took her rather long to see the place she wanted to lend. It was a nice, brightly illuminated house where lived one lonely chemist. He was a nice, polite, aged man who understood snowflake’s desire. She was so fragile and tiny… He wanted to give her a hug and a kiss when she lent on his palm. But he knew his kiss would kill her. So, he invented a special method to keep her always alive and put her on the top of his New Year tree. Since then, every New Year Eve he opens the box with the toys and Snowflake sparkles and smiles at him making him not feel lonely. She made him happy and he did make her feel unique.

I dedicate my tale to one of EC members, my lovely little imp.