Love In the Time of Winter-

In an icen forest , inside a crystal grave, beneath the ancient snowy trees, a tiny fairy lays. In frosted air above her, brushing wings with glassine leaves, snowflakes dust the branches, as all faerie-kind does grieve. For a summer fae was never meant in wintertime to bide, the northern King,thought love would be, enough to warm his bride. But the King’s brother did wish her heart to claim, and when she did not turn, he poisoned her with holly, and left her with frost burn. But justice is not lacking, for the evil deed was seen, a sprite was in the window, but could not save the Queen. The King’s brother we see frozen, hung now from diamond thread, he thought to win the Queen her love, but now has lost his head. So now forever sits the King , in the winter land of Fae, to never love another , from the land of Summer’s Day.