Thin Ice
ShortStory 2,110 words Recommended by 1 award/anthology source
"You are no poet. The rest of your clan were. But that was before Half-Brilliant came and began eating them. Before Half-Brilliant began chewing up your people and their minds and spitting the bloody remains over snow-white canvases. Now It is the only dreamer left on your dying world."
Content warnings 3
body-horrorslaveryviolence
Quasar links out; the story lives on Clarkesworld, where the author gets the click.