A/N:  This is a story I did for English.  It may not be wonderful, but I decided to post it!  Also, when I switched to HTML something weird may have happened.  So I’ll just have to see how this turns out on FictionPress!!

How Dandelion Fluff Came to Be

One time, many years ago, winter was coming to an end.  The groundhogs had not seen their shadow, so the ending of the cold season was to come early.  As the snow melted away, it uncovered stretches of green grass.

            Among this grass were small yellow flowers, whom everyone deemed as “beautiful,” as they were never seen before.  Many more years passed in this fashion, with spring coming early with the attractive yellow flowers.  People had grown so accustomed with this tradition of an early spring that many shed their winter coats in February, and began growing vegetables around that time as well.

            This plot to lengthen summer angered the cold-lovers to the north, as their many months of fun in the snow were toppled in a few years of the sun coming from behind the swaths of clouds early.  They called on the god of winter for assistance.

            “I shall not lengthen winter, but instead shall trick the summer folk into thinking the fury of snow has returned,” the great god replied to the winter people.  These people didn’t know what to expect, so the all climbed back to their melting igloos waiting for the supposed snow to come.

Now in a week’s time, “Winter” had come up with his plan, and was ready to carry it out.  At the must unsuspecting time, about noontime, he let the spell go that would formulate to “snow.”

            On every southern valley, hill, and mountaintop where the small yellow flowers were born, there was a sudden burst of white.  This white, along with much wind, seemed to be coming from the flowers themselves!  Summer folk ran around these valleys like chickens with their heads cut off trying to figure out what caused this onset of what looked like fluffy white snow.  One brave man went out in the blustery wind and small fluffy seeds to see what was wrong with the seasons.

            Stooping down, he picked up a once-yellow flower, which was now covered in the white things.  He brushed off the fluffy seeds, and they flew with the rest of the unknown particles in the air, revealing nothing but a stem.  Carrying the once-beautiful flower, he showed his wife, who showed the town crier, who told the rest of the town.  Word of this strange phenomena spread throughout Summer’s people, and the dandelions were no longer as pretty as they once were, but now marked as a reminder of winter.

            The winter people were happy with their god’s actions, though the summer people were angered.  They pleaded that all of the seeds and fluff be banished, but the northerners wouldn’t comply.  So still today, the dandelions, which come in spring, still burst into the clouds of snow that are considered their seeds, and spread the flowers even further, spreading the white fluff considered the summer snow.