"Snowman" by goosher Monica couldn't believe her fading vision, quite reasonably. Hallucinations were only natural. There was no way that a snowman was moving towards her, dragging itself inch by inch. But, unmistakably, she could see moonlight glinting off the top hat, clear as day. There was no other explanation. She could hear her father's voice fading in the distance. It was the snowman...
Superhero Sister: Part Four Taking note of the threatening storm clouds in the distance, Rayon and I sped up our walk to the Headquarters. Rayon seemed at peace, happily waving to proud citizens...