Where glaciers gleam and blizzards sigh,
Reindrix thunders, hooves held high.
Antlers like frost, eyes keen and bright,
A spirit of winter, bathed in silver light.
Once protector, gentle and strong,
Guiding herds, where blizzards belong.
But darkness crept, and balance frayed,
Twisting kindness, in shadows played.
With icy hooves and frosted breath,
It guards its domain, defying death.
Blizzards rage, echoing its might,
Protecting balance, day and fading night.
Legends speak of power untold,
Hidden within, stories yet unfold.
Can warmth be found, where frost resides?
Or will the winter forever preside?
Through frozen valleys and windswept snow,
Reindrix charges, a chilling show.
Hope seems lost, in icy plight,
Will harmony return, or fade from sight?
But deep within, a memory wakes,
Of glaciers calm, and crystal lakes.
Perhaps the beast, with frost-kissed soul,
Can find redemption, make itself whole.
So let it run, a blizzard’s grace,
And from the frost, hope embrace.
For Reindrix holds, a hidden key,
To mend the world, and finally, be free.