I feel my cheeks burn as the wind stings my face, making them flush with winter’s cold breath. My hands are clasped together, fingers entwined with each other as they rub silently together, the flesh pink and raw. My eyes crinkle shut as I wait. As I wait.
A slow smile splits my face, my cold cheeks refreshed by his warm breath as his arm slips around me, drawing me close. He takes my hands and bows slightly, his hair obscuring his nameless face. I laugh, the sound bouncing off the wind like the tinkling of bells as I curtsy low, eyes downcast. My face turned towards the ground holds that smile, frozen forevermore.
A shiver passes down my spine as his lips press softly to my cold fingers, feeling traveling down them sharp and swift. I am suddenly in his arms, his hands holding me as he twirl’s me around. Around and around the snow laden land. My hair fans our behind me as I dance, my face lighting up from an inner glow that only he can bring. My hat falls off my head and to the ground in a lazy drift, but I don’t care.
He is here.
The world rushes pass me as I spin, the single lamp post lighting up our bodies as we move as one. The shadows move with us, dancing within the mirrored world. The lamp burns bright, but not brighter than us. His hands are strong and sturdy as he dips me, my eyes closing as a laugh falls off my lips. My hair tickles the whiteness that surrounds us in the night, flakes falling softly onto our heads. Though he holds me strong, I fall.
His arms wrap around my waist as he pulls me up, drawing me closer than before. A small gasp parts me and echoes in the forever night. I look up slowly, my lashes holding small flakes of snow within them like a cage and I swear I can see them twinkle in the light that comes from us.
The sound of his heartbeat in my ear as I press my head to his chest is so sweet it makes me sigh. I curl up in his impossible warmth, the feeling soothing my very soul. His hair tickles the nape of my neck as his lips part near my ear, the sound like silk. White clouds come from both of us as we breathe in sync, smiles tugging at the corner of our lips. I wrap my arms around his back, savoring the feel of his coat on my warming hands within the darkness.

But I am grasping at air.
The light that surrounds me dims, the glow no longer there. I am alone. My surroundings fade slowly, the white landscape turning black as the darkness seeps in. My eyes travel around me as the silent moon looks down upon a small girl in red within a sea of white. My lips tremble as I bite them softly, the light flickering and ebbing.
The lamp has been broken for years.
The wind stirs my hair in the faint memory of my twirl as I hear my long forgotten laugh. A laugh that hasn’t been heard in years.
I sigh as I turn away, scooping down to pick up my hat from the harsh land. My eyes turn downcast, coming back to where they have always been as I walk into winter’s night.