It rained needles of ice, my kin, tipped with tears from our Golden One’s eyes…
Stop! We cried.
You are our Sun, our Golden One
You are our one and only one
We look to you daily
All night we long for your arrival
As we look for your warmth
We are blinded by shards of ice!
And we cry: how can you do this to us?
I cannot! She sobbed
My greatest wish is to stop…
And she wept never-ending rivers of gold that fueled scalding quills of ice