Your fingers start to tingle from the cold as flakes build up between them.

Your back is sopping as you drown in layers of snow, the feelings in your legs leaving with each second making the stinging pain start drifting into numbness.

All feelings that you’ve had, leave your body as you gaze with unmoving, wondering eyes.

The aurora upon you shines its light as you try to gather it’s thoughts, wondering if it had them once, too.

Wondering what is going on through it’s might as it shines the blue and green light shines upon you, working itself though your body.

As the light gets brighter, you lay there listening to the rustle of new coming snow as fresh layers of it cover you.

The sky never looked as beautiful before.

Thoughts struggle to form in your head, filling up with emptiness as the time passes.

You can still feel some parts of your nose tingling, and a few new snowflakes falling onto your lids as if willing them to rest and go to sleep.

Mouth open, gaping at the cool surrounding air.

If you try to cross your eyes your nose could be seen, though it has turned from the soft pink colour it used to be into a dark, frightening purple starting to form.

You can barely feel anything, but you can still remember the feeling of cold air that reminded you of a mint and how your nose stung whenever you breathed in as if ice was forming on the insides.

As the pain leaves your body, the tingling is all going away.

As you continue to stare into the sky, it seems as if the aurora is coming so close to you, it’s light shining brighter than you have ever seen.

Another snowflake had fallen onto your lashes, you think your eyes are covered with them by now.

As more weight builds up on your body, it is covering you with a blanket as your mother did when you were a child.

Covering you and telling you it was okay to go to sleep, to rest your eyes and wake up later.

Your eyes slowly flutter, giving into the temptations.

And as the light is coming closer, your eyes can no longer see anything besides it.

You let yourself feel the coldness of air for the one last time, as you slowly close your eyes, wondering if you will ever open them again.

Finally, the chill has stopped.