Snow Heads

Soaring through the sky like a snowflake. Never looking back at the past already threaded. Owing themselves to the life once known. Wandering from state to state, seeking a purpose. Having a grand old time each and every day, Entering crevasses that no human could ever enter. Add on to a life of the mighty wind. Dropping into houses every night to feel warmth. Stories of the beings known as Snow Heads...