Transparent, frozen, solid bars hanging from above: they surround her as the cold does.

Silence but for her own muted steps on the fallen leaves, her breath and the beating of her own heart.

She stops.

Silence but for the faint dripping sounds the bars make as they melt, and her heart which she can’t stop.

Silence between drips and heartbeats.

Silence. Ephemeral.

There she stands, as frozen as the bars that now surround her.

No more steps. No more breathing.

Silence but from her body falling as the leaves did before her.

Drips. Heartbeat. Silence.

No more heartbeat.

Silence but for the faint dripping sounds the bars make as they melt.