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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Hope (05/04/06)

TITLE: The Reign of an Ice Queen
By Mary Lang
05/09/06


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A queen in crystal glass and a silver crown ruled over my husband. Daily her influence increased and she demanded more of him. Without her he was lost; with her his heart and mind were encased in ice. She successfully suppressed mutiny by blurring the lines of reality.

She dominated my beloved. He was her subject and she would not share him. She would not stop until she had totally consumed him and his destruction was complete. The ice queen’s sovereignty chilled him and me. My pleas, my tears, my love slid off his frosted heart. My humanness was no match for the queen’s frigid rule.

The ice queen was relentless in her evil annihilation, but my husband’s inherent will-to-live struggled valiantly. A battle raged within him. God’s mercy and medical intervention became his allies. Still, the outcome of his fight was precariously balanced on a delicate scale that could tip either way.

A respirator forced life-giving oxygen into my husband’s ravaged lungs and body. Medicine to thwart the queen’s power pumped intravenously in his ice-blue veins. His body trembled as the queen was slowly driven from her kingdom. I watched his chest heave, his hands and feet twitch, and his face contort in outward signs of the war within him. For days I placed my hands upon his heart and prayed.

Only the fire of God’s love could penetrate the cold.

While I prayed for him, I peeled away the layers of insulation I had built up around myself during the years of the ice queen’s rule. I breathed warm breath on the anger that fringed our lives like icicles dangling from a snow roof. I lifted the blanket woven of frustration and fear, and I threw off the suffocating coat of indifference that covered our love like a sheet of ice over a lake.

Our future rested on the outcome of his battle. On the ninth day, the gray pallor left his face and he fell into a peaceful sleep. Hope surged in me like a phoenix rising out of tangled hoses and IVs.

That day my husband won a major battle. But his war goes on for the ice queen still exists. When he leaves the shelter of his medical bunker, she will assault him with her familiar icy smoothness and ruby-lipped label. She’ll attempt seduction with memories of their intimacy and the lofty heights they ascended. She’ll tempt him everywhere he turns.

However, hope remains. Hope that he remembers her arctic reign and the cost of his allegiance. Hope that he is shell-shocked enough from his recent battle to resist her wiles. Hope that God’s love melts the ice queen’s rule over both of us. Hope that under God’s watchful eye, our love rekindles into a fire burning hot enough to dissolve forever the frigid rule of the vile kingdom of alcoholism.


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Jessica Schmit05/13/06
What an unique and creative approach. Great work on writing this piece.
Val Clark05/13/06
Well done, you kept me wondering who or what the ice queen might be until the last moment. Rereading I can see how you have laid the clues from the very beginning. Great work!
Lynda Schultz 05/13/06
I suspected, but you kept me wondering to the end, just giving enough clues to act like bait on a hook in front of a hungry fish. Good work.
Dr. Sharon Schuetz05/14/06
Well done. I "hoped" you would reveal this Ice Queen before the last period. You held my attention and curiosity all the way through, while I anticipated the end and the final answer. Great job.
Joe Moreland05/15/06
Well done. A great expose on the cost of addiction, to both parties involved. I had hoped just the opposite of everyone else, and I suspect you struggled over the decision, over naming the alcoholism at the end. I feel the poetry and the symbolism of the pices are much stronger without naming the disease...as the clues were so excellently uncovered in each paragraph. Some might have to reread a few times, and some might never be certain, but that, to me, is the beauty of not stating the name - allow us to fill in our own disease...our own sin...it works on many levels.
Pat Guy 05/17/06
Wow! What a piece! Great work great craftmanship, great read! (great!)
Cassie Memmer05/18/06
This is really good! You are quite the wordsmith, the flow is great and the visualizatons are wonderful. This is a marvelous piece!