Snowpeak
Up the mountain
A blizzard
is blitzing
the battered mountainside
I cannot see without
the help of a fish
Up to the peak,
sledding down the slope.
I find myself by a mansion
inside is a girl,
sick, but helpful
She attempts to point me
to the key
But instead
I find
pumpkins
and cheese
before reaching my goal
Inside the bedroom
the girl turns sour.
She is possessed
by an uncontrollable power
She turns on me,
cold jets into the room.
I must free her from her icy prison.