A King and Queen of Ice: Chapter 1
There are things that go bump in the night, sometimes it's you, sometimes it's not. The only thing we are certain of is that we are afraid of it.
She tossed and turned in the early morning hours, not quite used to the warmth that the late summer brought, but it wasn’t the heat from the sun that caused it, it was the dampness that promised rain. It was something she loved to watch, even as a child, the rivulets of water that nourished and washed the streets of her beloved city and made each color more vibrant in the dimmed light. The late summer rain signaled the last push of life before the cold, hard frost would set in. Still, the clarity and refreshment the rain brought joy to her and it rivaled her love for the coming months. Even before she discovered what she was she had loved the winter; the beauty of the pure whites and crystalline fortress that came about the castle, the flickering of flame and the promise of hot chocolate