General Art

Winter was not one of Maddox’s favorite seasons. Sure he enjoyed the beautiful coats and boots that came out with the cold, but he did not like the cold itself. Besides the fashion, there was only one other saving grace for the season in his eyes and that was the snow. Beautiful, fluffy, pure white that dazzled and mesmerized him every time it fell. If only it wasn’t so heavy and wet. Maybe then it wouldn’t be so bad to walk through. As things were, Maddox...