Frank really writes well! I look forward to reading more of his works:)
The Ice Gods, They Call Me…. (Image by Ernest Frederic Neve, 1861 [No restrictions], via Wikimedia Commons)
I am fascinated by desolation. Don’t know why.
Throw in ice and snow and I’m fascinated by that desolation even more.
H. P. Lovecraft’s AtThe Mountains of Madness is one of my favorite stories of his, so I’m sure there’s some influence there…though, as I remember it, there is little similarity between the two….
I grew up in snow and cold. Maybe I’m still trying to thaw out those harsh Adirondack winters from my marrow, but snowscaped desolation utterly fascinates me.
Are we really alone in all that desolation?
This story has never been published.
The Ice Gods
© F. P. Dorchak, 1992
I am surrounded by white.
Where am I?
It’s so cold….
I remember pain. I remember…I don’t quite know what I remember…but I can’t…
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