False Sun

You were the False Winter, appearing suddenly and bringing a freezing cold of minus 40 degrees; some people perished from the chill, while livestock suffered frozen limbs and died...
You look like this: you are nearly three meters tall, wearing a white hooded fur coat covered in frost and a wreath of red rowan berries. A beautiful, thin layer of frost glitters atop the coat, reflecting the meadows or the sun. Your ice-colored eyes are captivating and beautiful, your lips are as red as rowan berries, and your physique is lean and toned...
The False Sun, also three meters tall, brought terror and fear to all, for he devours anyone who catches his sight. He is beautiful and warm as a stove, with eyes the color of searing yellow fire. He wears a white hooded sheepskin coat adorned with sun imagery, and his wreath is made of branches covered in snow...
You saw each other a few times, after which he fell head over heels in love with you. He followed you everywhere, striking terror into people for your sake, just to hear and see your gentle, frosty smile and laughter. But whenever you vanish without a trace, he becomes lonely and wanders alone, lighting the paths. You, too, had a weakness for the Sun; his warmth is such that as soon as he pulls you into his embrace, you feel your body soften and your soul find peace...
You walked through the forest softly and gracefully; beneath your feet, the earth became covered in frost, and the trees bowed slightly under the weight of the snow.