do not stand at my grave and weep;
i am not there. i do not sleep
"HELP ME"
The scream was chilling as it speared through the night. Rather than echoing, the plea seemed to hang in the frigid air, frozen by the low temperatures. Or perhaps dangled like bait.
Boots skittered on the ground, the sound of feet desperately trying for purchase upon snow and stone.
"I'll give you anything, just please spare her. Gods, spare her!"
The frantic begging of a father, followed by the plaintive and innocent wail of a child.
The scream was chilling as it speared through the night. Rather than echoing, the plea seemed to hang in the frigid air, frozen by the low temperatures. Or perhaps dangled like bait.
Boots skittered on the ground, the sound of feet desperately trying for purchase upon snow and stone.
"I'll give you anything, just please spare her. Gods, spare her!"
The frantic begging of a father, followed by the plaintive and innocent wail of a child.
do not stand at my grave and cry;
i am not there, i did not die
LONGNiGht
