January was beautiful. She was unlike anyone I had ever met. She had the palest white hair, and deep caramel skin. She always felt like that moment when you first see that snow is falling, and seeing her smile was like catching a snowflake on your eyelash. When she danced, you could practically feel the winter air swirling around you. She was truly ethereal, but she wasn’t always so positive. She could be harsh and biting, and she spoke in blades of ice. She was beautiful from afar, but when getting close to her, you must be careful. The hitch to being so beautiful is being beautifully cruel.