North Cold

Ice Cold

Freezing, numb without being to touch, craving heat and seeking warmth from the wind, the cold reigns as a tyrant of snow. Buried in snow, the leafless tress crack and shatter like glass in the sun. In the full light of day, a white plain becomes slick and blinding, hiding dangers. Movement in slow and restricted in the harsh, frozen land the loses the sun in winter. A midday moon and diamond stars fill the darkness, green waves of aurora dance in the sky. A icy wilderness in a nearly empty land. The north star shines in the cold.

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