The Hounds of Winter
a poem by Stefanie Vega
The hounds of winter follow You sense them in your bone The howling prayer On icy air Is fate you face alone. The hounds of winter stalk Your bones their sacred prize Their fatal bite in coldest light Will lead to your demise. The hounds of winter cast a spell Their chant, a haunting rhyme... of faerie flight on Christmas night beyond this mortal time.