Bleak night, frigid air The corpses tear through damp dirt Cackling ghouls gather
Tag: Frigid
Bloodlines
Trace along the murky bloodlines, Dip your fingers in the thick crimson liquid, Maybe you'll feel where the venom first seeped in
Cold
I feel as if I'm caught in a blizzard, Vision obscured by translucent tears, Body shivering for warmth, Sinking into the deep snow, One step at a time
Wandering
The harsh wind blows through Striking the lost wanderers With frigid fingers
