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Ice groaning with pain - as if it has been untouched for years and hungry to consume those who accompanies it.
Freezing enough for the soul burning for years for an undesirable life.
As she move on and danced around onto the ice with her skates like a flower dancing with the rhythm of wind.
And her skates leaving behind the scratches on the ice making the withered lilly and she remained unnoticed.
It turns to pink and then red with the cracking sound of the ice, when she looked what stands ahead of her.
The blood dripped down the petals of lilly like the droplets of rain falls onto the glass surface.
Blood, red as the rose tucked in her golden hairs...warning to what she was looking for.
She dare not to awake the beast sleeping for centuries whose howling would one day destroy her.
It feeds on the blood of dead yet a cure to death, appears when one gave his life for the dance of blood ice.
Aroma of blood consumes her senses, the aroma of death and life, disease and cure, dreams and nightmares that hit deep down into her soul and burst into droplets of nothing.
The petals withered from its pollen one after another like a comet in the dark sky, as a new lilly grows within her sight.
Broken petals becomes the glowing pearls, visualising the love and joy trapped into it.
She becomes the death giving life to one she left....bringing the secret along with her to the other side of the land.
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