Whistling wind brushes up against my frozen cheek.
Ice like thin panels of glass crack under the weight of the blades off my Ice Skates.
Night falls upon the hills of white powdery snow as snow owls swoop around the trees.
Tiny flakes like stars of ice twinkle as they fall from blank skies.
Every morning delicious smells fill my room and hot COCO seems to be stuck in my dreaming mind.
Ruby red cheeks are everywhere I look.