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Cold and frozen, inside this ice kingdom, reflections and prismatic light spreading

Snow is falling again as I forge this path,

Biting winds, howing it's icy laugh

Glacial monuments looming in the distance,

Snow-storms rip across the sky.

A landscape ravaged by blizzard and ice,

A testament to the weight of time.

Frozen towers rise like glass,

from the jagged peaks,

A crystalline fortress,

snow capped and bleak.

Dark clouds are gathering

The habitation of winter, is my domain

Cold, dark winds blow, howling from the north,

Across the lake, and deep into the forest.

My formless spirit, cold and pure

Inside the ice, forever will endure.

This ancient realm, lost and unknown,

snow is gathering upon the stone

Since days of old, forever cold

I sit upon the boreal throne.