• When the cold chill runs up your back. When your hairs stand in alert.When a feeling hits you and your not sure if its the cold or fear. When the color drains from your beating red heart and off your face. When you breath out your very life. y touch brings you a cold fire in your soul and you know... I am the winter frost. I am fear. I am the shadow you cast and the love you have lost. I am Death. I am here for you now.