Blacktail Deer Plateau Choosing death in order to live

"Lady Summer bows and laughs, 
And then she stops him in his tracks.
She reaches to his icy lips,
And plants a single firey kiss. 

He gasps and closes his ice-blue eyes,
And all frost and snow rises in the skies. 
And then he's there no more to be, 
And first green shoots appear in the trees."

This was Wraen's contribution the poem they were creating together. It was nice to speak verses and think about the very beginning of the spring. When the Wintersmith still had got it's hold during the frosty nights, but Lady Summer did all his magic away by morning with help of warm sunlight.