The queen of winter comes. An expressionless assassin who feels no passion, she comes as silently as the shadow of a cloud.
She may come crowned by aurora borealis, or in ziggurat-like steps of paralysis, but the song she sings freezes earthly things and her chilly breath brings a sleepy death. The queen of winter comes.
A deadly kiss from those frozen lips can shatter skin like glass. May howling hounds warn you and blazing fires warm you. The queen of winter comes.
Theyβre predicting a bomb-cyclone winter storm here Saturday. The queen of winter comes.
BLT word of the day challenge: ziggurat: a pyramid having successive stages Maybe it would be reverse ziggurat - THATβs a catchy phrase.