The sun shines in the dark morning of winter solstice cold. Lingering frost sparkles and glistens as if magically touched by some divine force. A chill scourages across the land as the sun begins to warm while the air starts to circulate around moving the coldest pocket of air out and away as the temperature fluctuates. It's morning again. The sun mourns. The Earth mourns. There is no crying or tears to be shed. Those have been exhausted through the eons in the cruelty of man.
Soon will come the time when the glaciers sprawl again leaving the Earth goddess worshippers in dismay.........