A shift, [[winds]] changing, something is different, something is coming.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/3.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m [[calling]] your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/4.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from [[home]].
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/5.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant [[howling]].
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/6.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress [[the]] numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/7.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress the numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
The first sign of a [[snowstorm]] is a certain taste in the air.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/8.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress the numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
The first sign of a snowstorm is a certain taste in the air.
Soon thick snowflakes [[are]] blurring my world.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/9.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress the numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
The first sign of a snowstorm is a certain taste in the air.
Soon thick snowflakes are blurring my world.
I feel [[them]] closing in, watching me, stares like ice cold stabs.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/10.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress the numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
The first sign of a snowstorm is a certain taste in the air.
Soon thick snowflakes are blurring my world.
I feel them closing in, watching me, stares like ice cold stabs.
Then fear loosens its tight grip [[of]] my heart.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/11.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress the numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
The first sign of a snowstorm is a certain taste in the air.
Soon thick snowflakes are blurring my world.
I feel them closing in, watching me, stares like ice cold stabs.
Then fear loosens its tight grip of my heart.
I’m no one, a tiny snowflake in a storm, and [[the->final]] dangers have other places to be.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/12.png">A shift, winds changing, something is different, something is coming.
I’m calling your name, my warm breath suddenly visible.
Stumbling, lost, and far from home.
Where, here, nowhere, distant howling.
All alone, trying to supress the numbing knowledge that it is about to change.
The first sign of a snowstorm is a certain taste in the air.
Soon thick snowflakes are blurring my world.
I feel them closing in, watching me, stares like ice cold stabs.
Then fear loosens its tight grip of my heart.
I’m no one, a tiny snowflake in a storm, and the dangers have other places to be.
The howling winds of the snowstorm are calling them home.
<img src="https://etkapitelmere.neocities.org/13.png">