Contest hosted by YoursTrulyMaryZ 

Btw, Mary, my country follows the British way of English, so we spell 'colour' instead of 'color'. 

(千里冰封)Sealed ice of a thousand miles {641 words}

White is pure.

White was the colour of pureness, frost covering the land by miles. It danced under the sunlight, its raw beauty untainted by humanity. The world fell in silence to it, for everything is blanketed by Winter.

It was the season that symbolize a new year, the new beginning to those who are overjoyed by Spring, failing to see the cold season before it. For without Winter, there would be no Spring, the living nature gently lull to sleep as they would awakened as the snow melted.

It was the living mystery of all the Seasons, thriving yet fumbling, silent yet deadly. It was the storm that rained blood, the cold that had killed since the dawn of time. It was respected, the sealed lips of one that was mute. One could not forsee the daughter of Mother Nature, unpredictable even as the flakes fall ever slowly onto the ground.

One could hear the cries of the people as they lost their beloveds to the Winter, poverty denying them of even the slightest warmth. Sorrow and hatred was directed towards it, for it was the cause of their grief. Yet who would ever see behind it all?

For before Winter came Autumn, the dead arising as the temperature drops. Even then, Winter was already there, watching quietly, its secrets never spoken of. It viewed the world as a spiral, the continuous pattern of an unsolved puzzle.

The universe was at its best, the cosmos of a living entity that could not be touched.

Winter was the tears in ones's heart, the name whispered by their significant other. Their breaths became the fog that cloud their minds, the mist on their heart they called Love.

It had existed, not fading yet gone, the memories of its presence a constant comfort to those with a lonely soul. It shaped the crystal of a rose, poisonous yet ever so beautiful. It was the first yet last kiss that one had, tainted with curiosity and the deadliest poison like that of a drug.

It was the white lily that bloomed even on the harshest days, no matter the weather.

Yes, Winter was rough at times, its fury out of control on various days. Storms came, the wind blowing so cruelly that one's skin could come off. Snow fell as if it was trying to drown the world with it. It was a distant lullaby of the stars above, seen yet untouchable.

Its temper varies on days, depending on its mood. It could be a mild wind on the day, yet a raging storm on the other day. It was the day where people would crowd inside one house, sharing cups of cocoa. Bonds of friendship was shared with simple actions, some that would last til the end of time. Behind it all stood Winter, whose facade hides everything that it saw.

True, Winter was not like Summer, blazing with heat that shined through the skies like the holy light. Summer was bold, whereas Winter was quiet. It did not occur to Winter that it was necessary, for such mundane things did not move it.

Winter was one full of blood, where corpses would be littered on the floor. Yet, Winter was the day of heartwarming feelings that stood tall, against the brisk cold air. It took, yet it gave, in more ways than one.

Perhaps it was enough for it, for Winter never wanted praises from anyone else. It was enough, what the world gave, Winter gave back.

冬天来了。

Winter is coming.

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An idea just came over me and boom, this happened.

Lmao this was supposed to be a 5000 words maximum XD