I stand by you

A statue of fear.

My face a cold expression of panic

As if the sculptor couldn't mar my face anymore

To be an expression a dark mirror of his pain.

I stand by you; the motionless one, colder than winter herself.

My pale skin frozen in place, never to feel again. The sun herself

Couldn't melt away the sorrow, all the world in the love couldn't

mend my broken heart.

I stand by you; The Cold One.