u/Ghostly_Pen

Crisp footsteps began to chant faster along the blank canvas. Heavy flurries struggle in the web of sight. Frozen lungs delayed their dedicated rhythm. The overheated soul cracks its shell. A piercing screech wakes the mountains. Mother Nature's misguided winds imbalance fate. Once comfy snow shifts to hard icy shards. Blood steams against the frozen imprints. A jolt of desperation triggers the fight-or-flight response. However, death strikes courage down, and a new drive drums footsteps to continue on.

Before the trumpets can be heard, the beat stops. Talons pierce through the layers, eagerly grasped for their prize. So tight blood detours from its natural path to explore. Its shadow looms over expanded like a mother's embrace. Reality rushes into the sky as the beast intended. After dashing past the clouds, Mercy's final scream could not be heard anymore. Darkness took its place, suffocated what was once vision.

Suddenly, a gentle call takes shape as a calming figure. Almost instantly, nightmare's fuel soon evaporated from the soul. A kindle gleams upon the Savior's face. Broken promises collected by scarred hands appeared. Pieces began to weld carefully together as the crimson wisdom drips. Flames formed, welcoming the shell closer. Blinded by the golden promise reshaped, three familiar words spoke.

Then, water seeps through the Savior's battered hands to extinguish the flames. Embers fade into snowflakes as reality conquers the shadows. Tears flow down the endless river, as the beast famish desires wait. Instinct engulfs the executioner's patience before Mother Nature's silent night can be seen.

Crisp footsteps began to chant faster along the blank canvas. Heavy flurries struggle in the web of sight. Frozen lungs delayed their dedicated rhythm. The overheated soul cracks its shell. A piercing screech wakes the mountains. Mother Nature's misguided winds imbalance fate. Once comfy snow shifts to hard icy shards. Blood steams against the frozen imprints. A jolt of desperation triggers the fight-or-flight response. However, death strikes courage down, and a new drive drums footsteps to continue on.

Before the trumpets can be heard, the beat stops. Talons pierce through the layers, eagerly grasped for their prize. So tight blood detours from its natural path to explore. Its shadow looms over expanded like a mother's embrace. Reality rushes into the sky as the beast intended. After dashing past the clouds, Mercy's final scream could not be heard anymore. Darkness took its place, suffocated what was once vision.

Suddenly, a gentle call takes shape as a calming figure. Almost instantly, nightmare's fuel soon evaporated from the soul. A kindle gleams upon the Savior's face. Broken promises collected by scarred hands appeared. Pieces began to weld carefully together as the crimson wisdom drips. Flames formed, welcoming the shell closer. Blinded by the golden promise reshaped, three familiar words spoke.

Then, water seeps through the Savior's battered hands to extinguish the flames. Embers fade into snowflakes as reality conquers the shadows. Tears flow down the endless river, as the beast famish desires wait. Instinct engulfs the executioner's patience before Mother Nature's silent night can be seen.

Crisp footsteps began to chant faster along the blank canvas. Heavy flurries struggle in the web of sight. Frozen lungs delayed their dedicated rhythm. The overheated soul cracks its shell. A piercing screech wakes the mountains. Mother Nature's misguided winds imbalance fate. Once comfy snow shifts to hard icy shards. Blood steams against the frozen imprints. A jolt of desperation triggers the fight-or-flight response. However, death strikes courage down, and a new drive drums footsteps to continue on.

Before the trumpets can be heard, the beat stops. Talons pierce through the layers, eagerly grasped for their prize. So tight blood detours from its natural path to explore. Its shadow looms over expanded like a mother's embrace. Reality rushes into the sky as the beast intended. After dashing past the clouds, Mercy's final scream could not be heard anymore. Darkness took its place, suffocated what was once vision.

Suddenly, a gentle call takes shape as a calming figure. Almost instantly, nightmare's fuel soon evaporated from the soul. A kindle gleams upon the Savior's face. Broken promises collected by scarred hands appeared. Pieces began to weld carefully together as the crimson wisdom drips. Flames formed, welcoming the shell closer. Blinded by the golden promise reshaped, three familiar words spoke.

Then, water seeps through the Savior's battered hands to extinguish the flames. Embers fade into snowflakes as reality conquers the shadows. Tears flow down the endless river, as the beast famish desires wait. Instinct engulfs the executioner's patience before Mother Nature's silent night can be seen.

Crisp footsteps began to chant faster along the blank canvas. Heavy flurries struggle in the web of sight. Frozen lungs delayed their dedicated rhythm. The overheated soul cracks its shell. A piercing screech wakes the mountains. Mother Nature's misguided winds imbalance fate. Once comfy snow shifts to hard icy shards. Blood steams against the frozen imprints. A jolt of desperation triggers the fight-or-flight response. However, death strikes courage down, and a new drive drums footsteps to continue on.

Before the trumpets can be heard, the beat stops. Talons pierce through the layers, eagerly grasped for their prize. So tight blood detours from its natural path to explore. Its shadow looms over expanded like a mother's embrace. Reality rushes into the sky as the beast intended. After dashing past the clouds, Mercy's final scream could not be heard anymore. Darkness took its place, suffocated what was once vision.

Suddenly, a gentle call takes shape as a calming figure. Almost instantly, nightmare's fuel soon evaporated from the soul. A kindle gleams upon the Savior's face. Broken promises collected by scarred hands appeared. Pieces began to weld carefully together as the crimson wisdom drips. Flames formed, welcoming the shell closer. Blinded by the golden promise reshaped, three familiar words spoke.

Then, water seeps through the Savior's battered hands to extinguish the flames. Embers fade into snowflakes as reality conquers the shadows. Tears flow down the endless river, as the beast famish desires wait. Instinct engulfs the executioner's patience before Mother Nature's silent night can be seen.