[R]UNNING ON AN EMPTY [H]EART

Luminescent apparitions of the gods floated absently in the deepest darknesses of the lake, frozen over for centuries from the blistering cold. Winds howled mercilessly over the tall spears of crystalline water, whistling through the lands with no rhyme or reason to it. Ice cut into her bones, hugging her in silent embrace, slicing her gaze with every sweeping motion of snow across the bleak landscape. There was no fear of the thick ice cracking in such coldness. Even if the hardy spears of ice collapsed and fell to it's doom, the surface would be clean, the spear instead shattered. It was a beautiful sight to see. The strong and powerful wear away the hardy. "Nature can be so perfect sometimes." The silent woman mused with a bit of a monotone behind it. A banner slashed through the air with excitement, as bioluminescent creatures shimmered in waves, evergreen in the moonlight. The fat circle floated lazily in the sky, masked partially by clouds in a pattern similar to her chest's fur. It was a beautiful night.