The Shivering Sea
The sea. It sighed. That blue expanse beyond the headlands. The place where the ships vanished into the far distance. as pale blue mists moved across the waters, so cold they freeze any ship they pass over, deep rumbles drifted throughout the ocean.. doom.. doom.. doom.
Its teeth were icicles, a quadruple row of them,
thick jagged spears of unequal length,
The great beast was a crystalline white, that shade of white that is so hard and cold that it is almost blue. It was covered with verglas, so when it moved its skin broke and crackled as the crust on the snow crackles beneath a man's boots, and flakes of rime fell off. Its wings were vast and batlike, colored all a faint translucent blue.
Its eyes were clear and deep as they watched and waited as the black mass drew closer and closer still, black wings struggled against the cold winter winds, thrashing and clawing its way through the clouds, eyes gleamed red in the far away mist doom.. doom. .doom .
Moon and stars gazed through the faint translucent wings, When the beast beat its wings, the cold winds blew and the snow swirled and scurried the world seemed to shrink and shiver as the beast wheeled in frozen circles through the skies.
it opened its great mouth, and exhaled, it was not fire that came streaming out, The beast breathed death into the world; death and quiet and cold. a blast of flame met a blast of cold. The beast shuddered, twisted away, hearing a whisper in the wind 'stop' it faltered for a heartbeat as it watched the black mass thrash and claw its great wings faster and higher into the clouds, white eyes norrowed in on body gripping the black scales and then an almighty roar echoed throughout its throat as its wings crackled..wings screaming the song of winter.
The beast raised its head once more, and it made a sound a terrible thin cry full of melancholy, like the sound the north wind makes when it moves around the towers and battlements of the white castle that stands empty in the lands of winter.
When the cry had faded, the beast sent cold into the world: a long smoking blue-white stream of cold that was full of snow and stillness creeping its way through the air towards the black dragon, the cold stillness creep into the vast ocean as it turned from terrible thrashing and screeching into an deep resonanting crack of deadly silence.
Cold flew and swirled as the crackles of wings flapped and pulled the great beast towards the ever creeping stillness, the air shimmering with heat, and smell the stink of sulfur. Its wide translucent wings beat the air, and bitter arctic winds howled as it danced up and away from breath of licking flames. Out from among its icy teeth its breath came streaming, and that breath was pale and cold. It touched the nip of the tail of the black dragon beneath it, and the dark beast gave a screeching cry of pain as it shot forward faster towards approaching land.
The Ice Dragon headed its great translucent wings as it came towards a complete stop, watching the swirling black mass twirl itself through the montains and out of sight, the ice dragon raised its head towards the north, a blanket of white mist aprroached envaloping the beast, blue ice crackled up towards the great beast icy eyes and down the white crystalline body, blue ripples of ice edge its self around its translucent wings turning it blue as ice ocean, it struggled when the last shimmer of blue encased around its head, whispers of darkness enter its mind. cold blue eyes took over like burning ice.