from night sky did she descend in a beam of her father’s light . bare feet hidden by glistening fabrics touched the cold of the fresh snow beneath her , yet feet did not disturb the surface . delicate hands reached down to gather fistfuls of the dress to lift it up enough for her to see her feet which caused a smile to play across porcelain features . skirt is released and fingers wiggled , making the dress shorten to where it would no long drag behind her and feet could just be visible .
though it was night and the moon was bright above her , her form was illuminated in a serene glow . as she moved she could not help but touch almost every tree she passed , feeling the bark for the first time in a long while . how long had it been since she last came down ? it was when she met aster for the first time so long ago .
with breath visible she moved along until trees stopped to reveal a lake , smooth and sparkling with ice . timidly does the star step onto the frozen pond before bringing her entire form forward . it was cold but it did not bother nor harm her . smile only grew and on toes she went and tiptoed across . lids fell closed , white lashes brushing pale freckle dusted cheeks . body went into a croisé devant position before preforming a pirouette . on ice she danced , slow and gracefully . movements of the ballet from her past life coming naturally to her .