Winter

[frosty_gurl02]

So cold you could make a stew with my footsteps and quickly freeze it on the front porch. Snow crunches like twigs snapping, and I can barely move, just glide along. Sharp, unwelcome, vicious. The cold has become my villain. With his daunting smile he steals away my warmth and replaces it with the cutting demeanor of his pride in snowflake form. Hiding behind closed doors and insulated walls, I make conversation with the spies lurking in his shadow. They know and they inform him, when I am of my weakest. Stepping out of the shower, the tiles hum along as I give them all a free show.

Badda boom badda bing. I’ve grown to dislike winter.

[Barbriat]

I thought you left Arcanum Cafe! You were looking for somewhere you could express yourself!

Enjoyed reading this. I echo your sentiments, it is soooo cold here.

[frosty_gurl02]

i found myself drifting back.