The North wind came swiftly
It stroked my cheeks softly
Whispered a tragic story silently
My warm tear changed to crystal, eternally

So soon, it's winter......

Carols will be in the air soon......

Joy to the world, as the day angels rejoice is near......

Love, a noun erased from my vocalbulary long before creation, appeared again in my heart's core, after millions of centuries......

From what James gave and shared with me, from a drop of blood to a cup of it. Thunders raged in the midst of Night, an early sign of catastrophe and chaos......

What will become of my sanctuary?

I love every fallen leaf and rotten bark here, every howl of wind and ice-cold rain......

Deep in my veins, my life elixir is boiling; Deep in my arteries, the oxygen particles are struggling......

What will the storm bring? More death, or more life?

It doesn't matter where my nightmare is, or how far James will venture for me...... It doesn't matter how tattered my porcelain skin is going to be, or how this heart of mine shatters......

Deep in the Forest, goblins rejoice this moment, playing eerie melodies and performing an evil dance...... I observed the motions of their hands and legs, the emotions on their wrecked faces, and the chanting of their damned verses......

They are neither my enemies, nor my friend. A mere group of beings which I never care much about, but today I paid more attention to them than usual......

If it wasn't the crow who woke me from this nightmare-like sight, I would have ended up in oblivion...... And who knows what the Vampyre beside me might try to do, on me?