”Coldest Winter.”

Deadly Arisen mist covered the cloudy Dawn of Tomorrow. Merely Rain falls from the sky, As People look onto the crowd they ask How? can one cloud Produce such Misery. Suddenly! the Wind blows to Produce more Misery into the Heart of Man. Contrary to belief this is not Winter.

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