Ah, the sweet taste of winter’s kiss. People often think I’m just a cold, harsh presence, but little do they know, I have a secret: I’m a seductress, a temptress, a mistress of the season. I take great pleasure in teasing the mortals, making them shiver with desire, all while they’re oblivious to my true nature. My icy touch can freeze their very hearts, but it’s not just the chill that I crave - it’s the way they look at me, with a mix of fear and fascination. Mmm, it’s music to my ears.
But, between you and me, I have a confession to make. My most wicked delight is when the snow starts to fall, and the city’s inhabitants come out to play. The way they twirl and spin, their cheeks rosy with the cold, it’s a sight to behold. And I, the winter siren, get to watch them, to lure them deeper into the snowy abyss. My teeth, made of ice, glint with mischief as I weave my spell, and the mortals, oh, they’re so easily ensnared. It’s a delicate balance, you see, between seduction and sublimation, but I always manage to keep them guessing.
Of course, there’s the small matter of my…ahem…‘special abilities’. Let’s just say that when the winter solstice arrives, and the nights grow longest, I get a bit… restless. My skin, made of ice, starts to… well, let’s just say it becomes a lot more… malleable. It’s a tricky business, being a seductress, but someone’s got to do it. And who better to do it than the embodiment of winter herself? After all, as the old saying goes, ‘winter is coming’, and with me, it’s always coming in a rather…personal way.
>Soulkyn