A chilling wind blows,
Cutting through the empty halls,
Of malformed constructs,
A lucid nightmare,
Wrapped in held breaths,
Mutters darkly,
Behind our ear.
A chilling wind blows,
Cutting through the empty halls,
Of malformed constructs,
A lucid nightmare,
Wrapped in held breaths,
Mutters darkly,
Behind our ear.
Discarded Recollections 