By Paige Heaney

Where the snow-capped pines plunge into fogged skies and the rivers flow like static ribbons of glass…

Nestled in the dense woodlands of Northern Europe stands a Lorne family heirloom: a rustic, barbaric castle blanketed in thick sheets of snow and encompassed by a panoramic screen of darkness nearly a quarter of the year. It was decided among the first Lorne forefathers that this sacred plot of land would be called Glacia, due to the glacially cold climate. She was a virgin island, who, clinging to her innocence for centuries, was not tainted by the fertilization and contamination of man’s colonization. 

Eventually, the foundation of the Lorne castle was erect. The castle, Lorena, was Glacia’s prominent medieval crown. She spanned ten thousand square feet, decorated by an armada of roses that spread from across the Aortic River to the sides of the stone walls crawling with saline moss. Glacia always had an intricate series of watery arteries, marking the monumental role the sea and water itself had in the formation and development of the land.


Photo Credits: Daily Mail 

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Paige Heaney

Paige Heaney, sophomore, has loved creative writing since she was very young. Her works primarily take form in poems or fiction. A blank piece of paper is like an untouched canvas to her, where she depicts vivid images with words instead of drawings. She also enjoys reading, especially S.E. Hinton’s books such as The Outsiders and Rumble Fish. Aside from reading and writing, Paige loves making memories with her friends and family.