Blue Flame

It seemed harmless at first.
Soft,
         wet
                flakes
                          floating
                                      down
                              onto
                    your
          head.
A blizzard of white wonder.
It hyptnotizes us into joy, but really it should've been fear.
Fear of what to come. What was next.
The emotions that accompany us in the end.
The riots.
The famine.
The cold.
Our lives going up in flames but not fire
ice
icy tendrils of snow that wrap itself around our world.
Freezing everything in it's frigid grip.
What used to be a winter wonderland, now a winter battle scene.
The normally soft, white snow now grey and spattered with old blood.
Power outages.
Car crashes.
Death.
Everything is all over.
The world coming to an end.
Everything you once knew, frozen over in a new age.
Snow is masked with sweet innocence but really it is deadlier than a flame.