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I see you there. Never fool yourself into believing that I have forgotten forgiven forbidden myself to act. I have not. A Lion has his patience. You wished to end the Winter without bringing the Spring but that season remains beyond your Control. Oh, you believed, yes, were certain you could beat the snow into submission; But leopards do not bow for Any man, and the purity of Winter can not be sullied. You stain the snow red but still it is snow. You may destroy, but Never, Never will you rule. Leopards do not wear chains or allow cages. Eagles spread wings and fly Free. You tried, oh, how you tried seeking to master what cannot be mastered to conquer the unconquerable to rule what should never be ruled. Never a thought to the consequences, and imprisonment was least among them. The memory of seasons is long. The leopard escaped you but still you hunt, to cage her. More than one proud beast calls winter home, fool. And some of them Hunt too. One Hunts you. The Lion of Winter -- Judge, Jury, Executioner frost wreathing his mane Ice crystals casting rainbows of glory for his crown. Superior, unchallenged, leader of all enslaver of none, He Hunts who would chain the blizzard. Would you tie down the Snow? Snow is Free and meant to float on breezes. When the Lion of Winter finds you, you will see. Without a heart and soul of Fire cold things break easily. Cold-hearted one at the lions touch fine powder floats on the wind and when the lion leaves there is no sound... not even breathing. Return to Do Demons Dream? |