| If i were to gaze upon you and be immediately stricken by your beauty, |

"Help!" She screeched, "help!" Her screams were lost upon the stagnant glacial breeze. Her fight - limited by her tiny figure.

With your flesh supple, and your frame fragile, |

Under the cover of night and bouncing flashlights, she was dragged through the sinking snow. Her screams died away and her tears became ice.

Then and only will i know that you are my Aphrodite. |

Three large uniformed men joined her kidnappers at the border. Her knees grew weak and her mind hazy.

My shining star. |

7 hours from the border, their tracks stopped in front of a large, unlit stone castle which seemed to become one with the snow.

My Venus. |