I've dreamt of the final end.
It's the opposite of when she was conceived.
The snow rolls in thick, bitting at anything and everyone.
No one is safe this winter day.
It gets worse and worse,
it effects the other world so bad.
Her human body becomes trapped.
Stricken by disease and riddled with pain.
I'm sorry Ember, Clarei, Chaos house.
I'm sorry she will die horribly
musings of an end
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