A steely calm sweep over the room
Like cold winter frost that buried everything from view
Looking out you could see fire and chaos
Yet there was a strange feeling
Not fear nor dread
But peace in the cold bitterness there was
Somehow seeing everything collapse
Structures that had be sculpted and rebuilt throughout the years
Watching as they crumpled under a mysterious haze
Usually this would give people anxiety or perhaps make them upset
But in the bare room
That seemed forgotten half the time
"Happiness" scrawled messily onto the door
The simple human occupying room felt perfectly fine with being covered in frost
Once again