Barren and frozen, I'm a cold climate zone; some life exists, but mostly you are alone. Found in elevation, or close to the northern pole, this ice-cold wasteland can make you snowblind.

One dances over frozen ground, one drifts beneath the sea. Though worlds apart in where they’re found, the same name belongs to me.

Cows and deer like to lick me from a block. Mad at someone? You're me with y while you talk. Throw me in a circle to ward off bad energy. Excess in diet? Circulation suffers lethargy.

I lived below a magic school inside a hidden chamber, a student heard my voice alone and that itself meant danger, one brave boy faced me with a sword and paid a painful price, he slew me in the darkness deep and did not think twice. What am I

I went to a seafood disco last week! Unfortunately I pulled a . . .