Capturing Castles

Winter is coming. Or so I fear.

The cold has found me. Not so cold as I expected. Really. But a chill that cuts to the bone nonetheless. It rips right through me, with an unearthly violence that is not felt for most of the year. This cold. THIS COLD!… It is silent, refreshing, and yet… Sad. Is this the norm? Is this the same fridgid air I feel each winter? No. This is something brand new. This is something loud. Invigorating. Joyous. Winter is coming. And now I cheer.

6 months ago1 note
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