My snow queen
I heard your whispers
In the icy winds
Of a cold starry night
And as I ventured
In the deep snow to find you
A covey of partridges
Scattered from a thicket
A horned owl
Cocked his head
And a black raven cawed
Already knowing
Our tragedy
But as I approached
You cried
One single tear
Of red blood
Said no
Then
Vanished
Picture from DeviantArt
The Bison in the Woods 
So beautifully tragic… Made my heart ouch.
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Pleased it elicited this emotion. Thank you
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It’s gorgeous ❤
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As are you
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You’re making me blush as I’m already pink from my alcohol fuelled evening 😉
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Lovely and tragic. Makes me wonder about the Snow Queen. Have a wonderful evening, take care. ~ Mia
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She has a broken heart and sometimes appears briefly to me
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It’s beautiful with an imagery of her that leaves me breathless.
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Thank you for coming into my woods. It is my hope that you will find love and magic here
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I love the mystical, magical feel to this, and other pieces you’ve written lately.
Ash
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Thank you Ash. It feels like home now
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Your lovely prose coupled with this gorgeous photo have brought your lovely and enigmatic Snow Queen to life. The snow falling across your page only enhances the feeling. I hope she will appear again.
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Thank you Lola. She reappears in different forms in different places, but I always feel her presence
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As always, so thought provoking.
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Thank you tieme. I have been drawing all evening
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