Title: Overcast Skies
Word Count: 163
Note: Written for the all_unwritten prompt, "overcast skies."

To most, overcast skies would portend of something darker and stormier on the horizon. They'd pull their cloaks tighter and furtively glance at the sky every so often, waiting for the inevitable -- and unwelcome -- downpour.

But for her, it was something wholly different. It felt like home when the skies were overcast, and reminded her of mornings when you slept in and snuggled in bed with too many blankets because you were snowed in. Days when her mother would make a big breakfast and watch them play in the snow. Those gray skies overhead brought her small pieces of happiness.

But it never lasted long. The rains were dismal sprinkles in comparison to her snow-filled memories. Short and heavy showers that only moved to clearer skies soon enough, in moments really. But, it was enough for the time being. Until she could leave this land without weather and revel in the true delights of the seasons, it would have to do.