Toshiro

An icy stare

In his own World

They know him

Not letting anyone close

Eyes so blue

When he unseals

His cold steel

From it's icy prison

Blood will be spilled

Even before it hits the ground

It shatters

Frozen

Until nothing is left

A cruel fate

But still young

Like a frail flower

Scattered across the field

He blooms

And freezes his own footsteps

When the time comes

He will rise

Flying on the wings

Of desperation and ice

The sky is his domain

Though even the sky will fade

In time