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It’s cold now, I’m sure
you can see.
The snow will fall soon,
I’m sure you’ll agree.
But tell me, have you
heard?
There’s a secret in the
snow, I know it sounds absurd.
It’s an old story here,
unique to this place alone.
Please have a seat, I’ll
tell you this tale from my home.
On snowy evenings, when
day turns to night.
Only at that moment,
when the world of white is bathed in twilight.
They say you’ll see
something most strange.
A figure will appear in
the snowy range.
Details are scarce as
the figure tends to blend into the horizon.
It will be but another
spot of white, albeit one rising.
They say the figure is
waifish and thin.
A small, dainty figure,
with pearl white skin.
Is it a ghost, a spirit
or creature of the night?
No one knows for sure,
but it is the most beautiful sight.
However, you should know.
Seeing the sight is as
far as you should go.
Do not approach, do not
flee.
That will make the
figure quite unhappy.
I’ve seen it myself when
I was young and foolish.
Only then did I learn
the figure was actually quite brutish.
Fleeing did little to
alleviate my situation.
I was doomed by
circumstances of my own creation.
How did I escape, you
ask?
Well, I must say, I
wasn’t up to the task.
I hope you’re
understanding of what I have to say.
I must admit, I’m still
running to this very day.
So, if you’re feeling a
tad magnanimous.
Could I ask you to
shoulder the figure’s animus?
I’m sure you’ll find
they make a pleasant companion.
In no time at all,
you’ll forget you’re being stalked by a phantom.
It’s just an offer you
don’t have to take it seriously.
Just don’t be surprised
if I disappear mysteriously.
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Sometimes when a person is dealt a bad hand, whether by luck, circumstance or their own poor choices, they try to pass on their misfortune to another poor soul. Until next time, Read, Comment and Enjoy
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