Waiting White

White engulfs the world,

Bathing it in a sea of snow.

Magic crawls underneath,

Creating tiny cracks in the ice.

Even the clouds crowd together,

Dreaming of warmth.

No colour,

Near or far;

Nothing

To ease the heart.

And yet,

A fire burns within,

Waiting for the chance

To spread,

To breathe life

Into a frozen world.

This piece is for this week's Five-Sentence Fiction prompt hosted by Lillie McFerrin