Beautiful
They live in a world of glittering ice, striving to be beautiful.
It’s a solitary existence, one of devotion and perhaps a bit of selfishness.
Connections to other people can be as fragile as ice crystals.
They mature quickly in this frozen environment and learn to make compromises.
They never really leave but eventually the ice stops being enough. They reach
out, seeking contact. Connections are rediscovered, new ones are made.
A pair of arms wrap around a slender waist. Smiles are exchanged, soft words and
kisses.
They share warmth in a world of glittering ice, and they are beautiful.