Original article posted by Dyistar:

Our eyes meet.
I grin and you frown.
The game begins.

I blink.

The glare intensifies,
while I am rooted to the spot.
You were prepared for me.

We play this game,
you and I,
simply because we can.

This time you win
the cold freezes my warmth.
Next time I will win
for it is your turn to be the Warmth.

You laugh.

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