There once was a world covered in frost.


    Swords covered in webs with words embossed.


    The shadows linger just out of sight.


    Omnipotent readers viewpoints alight.


    What will we find?


    What will we do?


    A world asunder with death anew.


    The forest covered with the mornings dew.


    Refracting the world once onto...


    The words the wind blew... that fateful night...The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.


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    Author: what is this trash! who uploaded my draft !


    Also author: it was me your alter ego, Also author!


    Author: haha! That''s where you''re wrong! I am just too lonely to make friends!


    Both (singular): Damn i''m lonely...