• In my dreams
    there is a world
    that I escape to.
    In our world, it comes
    but once a year.
    But in my world,
    it is always here.
    In my world,
    the world I am talking about,
    Winter is always here.
    Her sweet Cloak covers the sky.
    It is covered in clouds of darkness.
    Her sweet Tears
    cover our land.
    It covers the grass,
    the trees,
    the mountains,
    and rivers.
    Her ice-cold breath,
    full of hatred,
    covers the waters
    freezing them,
    hardening them.
    Winter devastates our land
    out of spite
    for what we have done
    to her Mother's world.
    And yet,
    I couldn't enjoy it more.

    Come, sweet Daughter
    of Mother Nature.
    Come and let me feel
    your Cold embrace.