Ella Medler

Frozen Heart Ella Medler

Quiet and listless, the glass heart sat hidden under layers of unremarkable clutter, its secret safe. The human hands had touched it often through the strata of debris, but until now, had never uncovered it fully. At last, the yellow duster cut through the grime, and the heart began to shift. It would most likely have frozen over again, up on its high shelf, if the cat's careless pouncing hadn't made if fall into a box full of tinsel. This is how the history of time and place began to change - with the story of the frozen heart.