The Solitary Sovereign

was she always able to do this? like, letting people go blind, letting the cold grow into mounts of buried memories, letting the creatures of the air and land die because she breathed in a little too much. yet many told her she was the one meant to save all these that lay in front of her vision, but she for sure believed herself to be a curse that this land has birthed in the name of a leader.
but it seems both she and her people know very too little about this land that they claim to be theirs, and obviously not all of them are clueless, at least not the lively normal ones.
fragile bones which surround themselves with a luring haze roamed this land with the first cell splitting memory to the memory of the last snowflake that is yet to die.
only the light that heats this preserved land can uncover all the answers, Cynthia knew that.
what she didn't know was whether she is the light or those cursed fragile bones.