Snow

Sat in a dark room
sat by candle light
Looking out the window onto the glowing streets their it is the snow fluttering to the ground like birds feathers as the wind screams
It screams  skade is here  hide
No one knows but the wind knots I'm sat in my room listening I get up look out my window see all the foot prints spear and vanish
Sat in a dark room as skade appears inform of me her hair jet black her arm shiny I freez
my breathing turns to a week
My feet grow
i never heard the warning
skade is here