Winter Faeries

On the day of the Winter Solstice, the longest day of the year,

The Autumn fearies dress for bed and start to disappear.

And the Winter fearies start to gather to celebrate their annual festival,

Which they always comment to each other, how they love this day the best of all.

Like Autumn fearies, the Winter fearies are full sized beings,

With iridescent skins of purple, pink and blue crystalline.

Their eyes are large and their noses and lips are small.

Their cheekbones arch and their hair looks like one single knotted icicle.

They walk in regal ranks, fluttering their wings of intricate snowflakes.

They look like glass ice skating over the massive frozen lakes.

They move slowly and with purpose as they weave frost on the evergreen trees.

They dust the ground lightly with snow from their breath, then stir the winds to raise the level to their knees.

They are solid creatures, though they look fragile as though they may chip or they may shatter,

And they can eat well, though they preferred to be served together off of sterling silver platters.

They sing in chorus with voices like haunting windchimes carried on the wind.

And they dance in formal steps with proper turns, hand holding and happy grins.

They bring the evening in as a blanket of thick darkness settling on the land.

And they whisper their ancient stories into the shadows to echo again and again and again.