‘…she was a creature of ice and snow and could not survive the warmth she felt in her heart. With the faintest sigh, she began to melt.
As they stepped from the forest into the rays of the sun, Lel went to hold Snegurochka but, as he did so, her feet melted beneath her; she fell onto the damp earth and suddenly vanished. There was nothing left but an icy mist, drifting upward into the blue sky.
As the snow maiden faded away, spring spread over the land: the frost retreated and the small flowers of the fields began to bloom.’ – The Snow Maiden, Alexander Ostrovsky.
I’m hopefully going to have a poem inspired by the snow maiden to share with you soon!
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 