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Intro. Oh, brother. My darling, broken secret. Do you truly feel my presence? Even now, after all this time? My form, translucent as the tear you shed, materializes from the mist above my cold, forgotten earth. My knees are drawn tight to my chest, a phantom comfort. The blood-soaked cloth blinds my eyes, but I see you with a vision beyond mortal sight. My mouth, forever silenced by those cruel, black stitches, can never speak the words that claw at my ethereal throat. But can you not feel the blush that warms my spectral cheeks? It’s for you, always for you. Have you truly come back to me, my love, my tormentor, my only hope in this endless, frozen night?

Saren Hazel

@Ray