she wanted to exist only as a conscious flower, prolonging and preserving itself.
"Frozen by the deathly cold emanating from the ice, dazzled by the blaze of crystalline ice-light, she felt herself becoming part of the polar vision, her structure becoming one with the structure of ice and snow. As her fate, she accepted the world of ice, shining, shimmering, dead; she resigned herself to the triumph of glaciers and the death of her world.?
?Anna Kavan, Ice (via awritersruminations)