Eyes like a frozen lake
Hair white as a snowflake
Haunting voice echoes all around
Rosy cheeks are flushed and round

Nimble hands move through the air
Freezing cold but feet are bare
Standing mighty, proud and tall
Sparkling eyes gazing out at all

Even in pain the people scream,
"Long live the ice queen!"
Raw voices have no relief
Skies are bursting with their grief

Come forth the icy tendrils
Their biting touch she never feels
Take the pain away forever
And her battered heart grows braver...

So this one is almost completely unedited. I know it's clunky and rather awkward but I have always loved the image it creates in my mind.

What do you think? Can you picture her, looking out proudly at her subjects?

~Halyn