• A wall of frozen white
    bitter and cold
    dancing in a riot of frigid wind.
    Steel knives against my skin.
    Icy numbness creeping up my spine.
    As slivers of ice pierce my heart, frezzing my soul.
    A cold so deep no warmth can aver reach.
    A painless existence without a heart to break,
    for nothing can break a frozen heart.
    I never hated winter.
    For I am it's queen and mistress.
    Majisty over snow and ice.
    In my frosty realm I am,
    An ice queen.