The long white is coming
No where to hide, it will cover
Mountain,
Hill top,
Then the lands of the many
Covered from sight, till distance unseen,
It cares not for
Man,
Beast
Or child
All fallen look the same under white,
Like white ash fallen,
Cold on the ground,
Blind to the world
Sky, land encircled
What is land,
What is air,
What is sky,
Unforgiving.
What will it take
How many must cut you,Blister your flesh,
Burnt cold, till you face a white death
The long winter is coming,
She will wear a gown of  white
draped over every land.