The ground vibrated beneath the children. They were knocked off their feet, their panting materialized as a misty cloud in the frigid air. They rolled across the waving landscape. They screamed for help… but nobody came. They tried to stand firm against the vigorous shaking, but it was impossible. Snow swirled violently as they clung desperately to each other. The newly snow-covered green spruces were forced bare anew.
They heard a muffled voice declaring, “These things are so beautiful!” Everything stopped shaking— the snow globe settled, and was placed again back on that green mantle.