What is cold? A fierce look in someone’s eye, a frost dragon’s icy tears turning from water to icicles.

What is pain? When a friend deceives you and leaves you with a shattered heart,

a punctured area on your body that was once there but now lost.

What is frail? A golden crisp leaf gliding in the Autumn breeze, a shining silver  lace dress glistening in the moonlight.

What is gentle? A soft feather on a winter’s day waiting for warm nest for it to lay.