Pagan winter tales

His body was sent
Sailing across the icy floor
Into the hardened rock wall
Stars before his eyes
Perlious is the footing
Underneith his feet
He could almost feel the touch of elegant fingers
On the side of his face
It teases him
Making him think he is going to get away
And the slinky white mist
Floating before his eyes
Swarming around his legs
So slick the ice below
His legs he puched once more
Faster than they could go
Mist fingershis motion stopped
His deeply frozen flesh
Aroused, under his coat
He could almost feel the touch of elegant fingers
As he grab for his heart
His life is taken off
The misty whisper leaves
In the complete darkness beyond