Drabble Box

by Mrs Maxim de Winter

Because reading a drabble is like opening a box of chocolates. You really never know what you’re going to get.

6. Fire and Ice

Disclaimer: I don't own "Fire and Ice" or AF.

Fire and Ice

Fire and Ice. He knew it would eventually come down to the two. And he watched them. Fire was hauntingly lovely, in erratic, spontaneous, and passionate sense. Ice was also, of course, beautiful, sparkling in its intensity and sheer brilliance. While both were quite tempting, he recognized that he, like Frost, preferred the blazing former.

A/N: Floating around in my head since I read this poem.