Freezing Spirit

She stands in suspended animation, frost devours everything she touches, nature's way of haunting the ground,

The moon illuminates her like mist floating in the sun, she stairs at your soul, judging your last breath,

She has the vision of winter freezing your insides, you feel her cold whisper stab your ear like an ice pick, she tells you
" you will feel the cold death of winter that they gave to me"

She touches your flesh and you slowly turn to frost and become one with the ground.