How I fear December's wrath.
Her assaults of ice have brought forth unimaginable pain upon my being.
She knows my weakness,
Whilst beckoning my fight.
Terror wrought in ice:
You are my crystalled damnation,
You are my frozen nemesis,
The coldest judge of my heart.
Nonetheless, I'll come forth and suffer . . .
. . .and strengthen.
Nonetheless, December, I'll always love you . . .
. . . until time ends.
So the cold months descend, and another everlasting Winter
Beckons brave souls . . .
. . . out into her midst!
May the narrative of Winter never die!
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