Wintersmith

When summer falls and the icy grip of the Wintersmith squeezes the life from plants and folk, the world stays indoors and fires are lit to keep the wintersmith away.

He roams the land creating snowflakes of infinite beauty, and stunning frost flowers, each one as unique as the quivering masses hidden behind fires and closed doors. They hide there, for they know he is as deadly as he is beautyful, his kiss is both invigorating and debilitating. no-one can withstand his deadly power, and no-one can deny his beauty.