Ice tendrils
Cling to the window
Frozen & barren
Isolation
Pulls her deeper
Into the darkness
Little fingers
Trace the ice
Curious
Alive
Her heart skips
Dreaming
Of other worlds
Beyond
The frozen wasteland
She calls home
The floorboard creeks
Silently she turns
His voice echoes
Surrounding her
Laughing
“Child, come.
This is no place
To weave your dreams.”
Climbing into his arms
She keeps her eyes
On the snow-covered land
Whispering
Her voice echoes
Down the hall
“Til the morrow.
I shall slay the dragon.”
Settled down under the covers
A kiss upon her forehead
Her father asks,
“Who shall you be tonight?”
Wide-eyed,
She exclaims,
“A great warrior!
I will slay the ice dragon!
Tomorrow, the sun will shine.”
With a chuckle, he leaves
Her to her imagination
Closing the door
He whispers,
“May your dreams come true.”
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KA Stefana
I started writing as a hobby during quarantine. From a hobby, a passion bloomed. Author of Dark Fantasy with a twist of romance. Available on KU - The Origins of Darkness, The Daughters of Darkness and The Forgotten.
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