Winter, with her withered clutching fingers that grabs everything that lives and tares it to pieces and with it your heart and your soul until it looks like moon beams and spider webs. She knows the things you have whispered to the darkness. Crying out in the pain of the cold that covers you have no Feeling as if the wind can pass right through you. And all emoting is cover like velvet over snow. Winter hate and everything evil, it is never ending for it comes agine. But also hope
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