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TITLE: The Reign of an Ice Queen | Previous Challenge Entry
By Mary Lang
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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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