ice ice baby

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"Speech!"
The crackling of the fire was soothing to the man in the otherwise silence of the late night. He watched the plankton dance together beneath the layer of ice, their color pulsing as if to a song only they could hear. Between them and the brightness of the clear, starry sky, it quite bright out compared to usual. The glow of his fire stretched and danced across glaciers and the pillars of ice jutting from the lake and shore. It wasn't until he broke his gaze from the bio-luminescent creatures and turned back to his nearly finished meal over the fire that he saw a face on the other side of the fire, barely aglow with it's light.

There was a first for everything, but he hardly looked surprised even if he felt it. The visitor was small, though, very small. A small frown pulled at his lips, assuming her to be a young child lost in the harsh north instead of a nearly grown woman with only the fire to illuminate her dark face. "Are you okay?" He asked quietly, never one to speak first in most situations but the worry of a possible lost child had him acting out of his usual character.