"Snow is like...." I tried searching for the word, but I couldn't find it. I found a better word that matched it though, as I was remembering what Echo and Lucy taught me about rain.

"Snow is like, rain." I said rain with an enthusiastic expression. I had figured out that rain was just like my mind... The bad kind of rain, at least. It ruins your plans, brings negative thoughts, traps you, makes you alone, shuts the sound of any other noise. But then again, it was good. It had the ability to express emotions when nothing else could...

"Snow is frosted, though. It bounds and leaps in the sky, though, it melts just like rain. At a glance, snow looks harmful, but it's not. Snow is quite the friend, as long as you are prepared for the cold to come with it.." I said, then I gasped realizing something... Rain was the tears of the sky, it was the sky crying and the creatures and gods in the sky crying as well... Winter and it's coldness was like being cold, as in, the trait. It was like being alone. The night was the emotional side, and the day time was how the people seen the sky at first... Like their first impression.

A sunny day was when the skies were happy, a clear day was when they were normal, a cloudy day was when they were melancholy, hail was when they were mad, tornadoes were when they were angry, tsunamis were when they had an emotional outburst, earthquakes was when the sky would destroy things out of anger, lighting was shouting, storms were heavy crying, and wind was when they were laughing. The fall was when they were tired, the summer was when they were active, the winter was when they were asleep, and spring was when they were growing.

It made so much sense.