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The crisp air makes my breath leave as clouds
rising for the heavens.
With every inhalation the cold inhibits me
and spreads through my veins.

I'm on my way to find what the legends speak of...
to find what's underneath the dead winter waves...

Walking like a parasite on the pale skin of the lake,
leaving footprints in it's powder lamina.
Dead waves are right under my feet.
I can hear a call from beneath the blood of skies.

I've traveled the lands frozen by the Cailleach's staff
and with freezing hands I watch the ice break apart.

Once standing like a monolith on the fractured skin of the lake,
now cracks are leaping away from me.
Dead waves are now touching my feet
and I follow the call from beneath the blood of skies.

The darkness in thickening - embracing my formation...
Bubbles flee with my last exhalation...

I sink down.
I am consumed by the blood of skies.
Finally, I am reaching infinity...

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