Frozen

The nightmares that plagued the frozen statues

wrapped cold tendrils around the warmth breath

that escaped from parted lips.

embraced the world, hands outstretched

to welcome the galaxy into her soul.

Breathing is the rippling tides of time

she tightened her tendons and took

a trembling step.

The weakness penetrated through thawed bones

for the sight was chilling –

the lines of statues facing towards a

bloody horizon.

As she looked upon the desolate scene

the nightmare slipped inside

and started to spread

the ice.

Soon she was nothing more

than another statue

lost in the everlasting army

of frozen souls.

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