Dark Winter Villanelle
The Tales of the Chilling Winds
In shadows cast by winter's icy breath (A)
A world in monochrome, a dance of woe (B)
The chilling winds that whisper tales of death (A)
Beneath the moon, where skeletal trees bestow (A)
Their haunted silhouettes in twilight's glow (B)
In shadows cast by winter's icy breath (A)
The frozen ground, where footsteps cease to grow (A)
A graveyard of the past, where sorrows grow (B)
The chilling winds that whisper tales of death (A)
The night unfolds its tapestry of snow (A)
A shroud upon the land, a spectral show (B)
In shadows cast by winter's icy breath (A)
The echoes of lost souls, a plaintive throe (A)
As darkness weaves its tale of endless woe (B)
The chilling winds that whisper tales of death (A)
In solitude, the heart begins to know (A)
The numbing grip of sorrow's frigid throw (B)
In shadows cast by winter's icy breath (A)
The chilling winds that whisper tales of death (A)



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