I am cold and shivering in a sea of ice. Ice blocking my heavenly view of sunlight. My bones crumble to dust in my arms and legs. A sigh runs a chill up my unbending spine. Bubbled soar out of my mouth, like doves flying out from under darkened clouds. The glide upward and float in the crystal water. No sooner than a step more, minuscule pieces of white puncture the clear round circles. A tiny explosion sounds as the bubbles pop. But in my head a hand beats against a resounding drum. My eyes began to frost as it snows under the expanse of mystical water and ice. In no time, I lie on the ocean floor, my arms spread like an eagles wings, pinned down in surrender, my legs rooted into the masses of seaweed and my hollow eyes gray, lifeless.

F.T.M.