Literature
Winter
...is approaching...
water solidifies as jack frost dances across its surface, earth is painted a titanium white as snowflakes descend like fallen angels. brilliant light emanates from the frozen precipitation, eyes squinting carefully in fear of perpetual darkness. lungs filled with icicles exhaling a powdery mist, outer core becoming scarlet-hued.
...is here...
flames taste the oak and carve it a dark carbon, sparks ascending and crackling in gratitude. consuming cider as it applies a hot blanket for your insides, tongue experiencing foreign delight whilst ginger-spice tingles the esophagus. charming abode drenched in festive attire, as