Seventh Ice

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Seventh IceCreatures of the Mist © All Rights Reserved ##### Seventh Ice ##### -------------------------------- In the wishing well Pitch dark in here Will you have mercy Upon this old soul? The biggest fight you will ever have is not with someone or something, with its form from something to none that the eyes cannot see, but the true war that lies within yourself. Thunder rumbling. Lightning striking. None of the angry sky’s phenomenon that can beat the storm in my heart. The smell of death does not just give out from the land I step below my black high-heeled boots, but also from the linger scent that is covering my entire body. I take off my gloves and let my pale fingers brush the concreteness of the gravestones while my eyes scan a certain row of tombs. My feet drag me to t

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