#Winter is coming
There be no knights
There are no steeds
There are but slights
and dark,
The night, darker still
These curses, mishaps,
misdeeds.
There be but, these the
nights
Of winter, cold and ice
When breaths linger and
Shadows hover, alight
Shifting, swirling, a
beam once alight.
Winter is coming, my
heart
Winter! It shall soon
be upon us, my night
Winter, the cool, dark,
bright;
No knights, just night,
just winter, this
My passage of rite.
~ Judith Vaddi
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