I Am the Winter Princess

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I am the Winter Princess

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I bring ice and snow

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Cold winds blow

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Adults flee from my icy touch

children run to feel it

To catch a snowflake,

light as a whisper

on their tongues

I am the Winter Princess

I am danger and frostbite

I freeze the ponds and lakes

I bury the towns in snow

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I cover flowers

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I am swift and terrible

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merciless

I am the Winter Princess

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I am dazzling, pristine beauty

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Like a diamond

or a crystal chandelier

my icicles sparkle

My wind swirls

glittering snowflakes

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I am Autumn’s foe

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Spring’s herald

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I am the Winter princess

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I froze my fingers off at 8:30AM to take photos with the frost!  The things we do for doll blogging.   XD

This poem-shoot (or whatever you call it  🙂  ) is for the character from my photo story Crystals, Wynter.  It’s been in the works for 4 months, so here you go.   😀

This post is a little different from my usual, a photo shoot telling a poem’s story.  Thoughts and opinions would be very appreciated.  🙂

Happy Groundhog day!

❤ , IrishAG

Crystals- Part 2

Cast:

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Nellie as Lady Fleurette

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Saige as Lady Autumn

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Addy as Lady Sommar

Part 2

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Lady Fleurette was excited.  Today she’d be coronated!  She would start her job as the Spring Princess.  Her mother had been very nervous about letting her go by herself to the Fall kingdom, which made Fleurette a little miffed.  But then, I did get my long locks accidentally burned off… and didn’t wear my hat, and freckled… she thought, fingering her now above shoulder length hair and fidgeting.  Her mother’s words from a few days ago came back to her:

“Sit still, Fleurette!”

“But I’m so antsy!  I’ve never seen the whole council, and Spring is only two seasons away!”

Her mother had smiled in spite of herself.  “You’ll need to be calm for the council, though.”

Fleurette gazed at the moving scenery, letting her mother’s words fade back into her memory.

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     Lady Autumn breathed in the leafy air.  Fall, the season I’ll be in charge of.  Soon.  She loved everything about Fall: pumpkins, leaves, apple everything, and something Humans called Halloween, where children dressed up and ate too much candy.  And the fashionable clothes humans wore!  She’d tried to replicate one, with orange skinny pants and a billowy top.  Even her curly red hair screamed Fall.

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     She blissfully turned her freckled face to the sun.  Since it was “her” season, the council would be held at her palace.

“I’ve gotta get back!”  she yelped, running home as fast as her boots could carry her.

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     Lady Sommar was busy reading in her carriage.  Or, that’s what she was supposed to be doing.  She was actually staring out at the leafy trees, mourning that her season wouldn’t come for many months now.  Maybe the Queen will want a shorter Spring, her optimistic side hoped. But that’s still forever away!  Her dramatic side groaned.  She just couldn’t focus on her book, although she loved reading.  She daydreamed stories while sunshine streamed through the leaves and kissed her dark face.

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Hey guys!  Can you believe November’s almost over?

So yay, new characters!  Their costumes were super fun to create.  Gymnast03 helped a lot, especially with Autumn’s outfit.  Feedback would be awesome!

❤ , IrishAG

Crystals – Prologue

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     Once upon a time, in a faraway land known by a dark name, there lived an evil winged goblin.  So evil, his name was a curse unspoken.  He made a wicked mirror, which reflected everything good and made it shrink to obscurity, and made everything bad magnify.  He and his like-minded friends delighted in the mirror, using it constantly.  One fateful day, two young goblins argued over it, causing it to fall, breaking into uncountable shards on the ground below.

     Now these shards were sharp and cruel, able to pass through portals into many realms.  They could pierce through nearly anything.  If it flew into an eye, that eye was only able to see things as the mirror saw them: distorted and ugly.  The worst it could do though, was pierce a heart.  For then that heart would grow to feel cold and ruthless to others, and freeze.

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So it happened to a young, innocent girl.  The daughter of a Princess, making her a Lady, Lady Wynter.  Once, little Wynter was outside on her beloved balcony, drinking in the crisp morning.  She was about to go on a journey to the Fall Kingdom, to be crowned Princess of Winter, taking her mother’s place.  A shard flew on the cold breeze, striking Wynter’s heart.  All of a sudden, she felt frozen.  A second later, she felt as before.  But not quite, because the shard was starting to slowly freeze her heart.

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Hey guys!

So I’m starting a photo story series, based on The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Anderson.  It’s going to have almost all of our dolls in it, if not all.  More parts are in the making!

What do you think?

❤ , IrishAG