It's probably crappy, but oh well.

Nov 03, 2005 17:35

Stranger on a Cold Evening

Wandering stranger, why do you
invite yourself to return to the cold? It is
near frozen, the air too frigid to breathe. Harsh,
tumultuous winds blow, shrieks fill the air. What travels in this? Land
everywhere is ice, cold, and bleak; unbearable conditions. Will you
return to your true home or stay another night?

writings

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