Cold figures against colder ice
Hardened eyes with circled frosted eyelashes
Frozen bodies left unprotected
Cold hearted actions demands, ice.
Shallow light blue pool, pay attention
To the cracking, melting, thickness
Fingers grasping at soft ice with too
Much give just like underfoot.
Hiding sun all through summer
Vally of spiked ice and chasms
Something will crack, slip too far
Plummet to the cold death. of. ice.
Running out food, hunting for seal
Claws tap on the ice, slipping far
This is the place filled with bells
This is the place where the queen roams.
Sleigh racing fast, shifting underwood
Her voice cracking, tough like the ice
This is the place where she searches
This is the place where she grows frantic,
This is the place where the white bear hides.
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Portals To Another World
Short StoryHey so these are random short stories,,, pick a title that plucks at your curiosity when you're bored yknow - striving to recreate the feeling of flying -
