I was hauling wood for the evening when I thought I would head over to the canal to see if the water was starting to lessen
It is…soon there will be no water.
But —-in the moldering dead grass and fallen leaves I saw a most beautiful chill upon the land.
Ice Fairies painted with perfect splashes of water. Brightening the dark and dismal banks along the edges of the canal.
Even creating a little glass-like bell to ring in the chill and hostile winds.
From my world to your heart,