Freeze the frame...
Thaw it out...
replay?
no.
breathless, yet full of oxygen.
Actors and Actresses of black and white
tuxes frozen
in time. icesycles
hang lifelessly in this atmosphere
of the Frost Princess's reign.
frigid and dreary, but also radiant and rejuvinating
she is.
valleys and valleys of glazed over life,
sparkling with the utmost radiance of
the white sun, or rather, the moon
acting as the sun.
life in mid birth is a brethtaking sight,
wings fluttering ever so slightly
drying and thawing each insect, as if
they had a chance of survival in this world.
fresh tracks no longer exist...
humans wiped out...new forms beginning
to surprise the left overs...



*this is a beginning*