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barren landscape

Cold dark dead

His footprints making the first marks in the snow

In a very long time

She lays huddled in the corner

Calling out to him

But not allowing him to see her

Never really see her

Some nightmares become reality

Inescapable reality

And who is she to envelope him in nightmare

Maybe he will worry

He will think he fears the worst

But the worst he'll never know

The worst will never cross his mind

the physical body may remain unscathed

The bones may no longer pull taunt against the skin

The soul however is dead

and there she hides

Huddling in the corner

Livining in her own created nightmare

Where he will never find her