Written a little late from the future, but here is what it was all about over at Reverie: The Winter of His Discontent.
Floods in silence
No blizzard ever could hold back his thoughts
In a raw escaping world out along Old Landwall Road
Where a blustery tundra wind, saps even those idle
Then, silence, as an ice storm wakes to flood a past
Fierce to a touch, he launches, he runs with all speed to flee
A shattering grass world uninhibited beneath his swift feet
While closing in. silent the big freeze reaches out to kiss him
Threatening existence out on Winter’s climbing road, where companions
Come fierce and raw out of blizzards, like a flood of mountain guides
They pay no heed, uninhibited by a blustery, threatening, silent freeze.