Oh, Valkyrie, serene ice goddess. What an image you portray, what a picture you imprint on our minds. Outdoor in your element, you recline upon your throne of fur surveying your wintry domain. Nature is your boudoir, a secret place of dreams nestled against a palette of light and shadow. Your body undulates like the rounded stones surrounding you, each curve voluptuous in its ripeness, your silken flesh a warm haven in a frozen realm. And what of your ethereal beauty? Is it the poetry of a frosty whispered wind? Does it flow like the patterns of the frozen river, a sculpture of flesh? Do you gaze at your subjects beneath your crown of snowflakes? Perhaps you gaze at a trio of white wolves waiting to draw your troika decked in tinkling bells. The soft smile on your lips greets your wild subjects with sublime grace. You are the mistress of this crystalline realm, a confident queen of the twilight season. Basking in the sunlight of the winter solstice, you turn your face to the chilly sky. And when the sun rises high once again and the icicles melt a lamenting harmony, you will slumber until winter summons you again.
Location: Eldora, Colorado.
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