The shadows come to dance, my lord, dance my lord, dance my lord.
The shadows come to stay, my lord, stay my lord, stay my lord.

I can’t remember when we first began to kiss. It was innocent at first. Until it wasn’t

the house is sick, so i am sick. all the houses are sick. everyone is dying. the winter will never end.

Deathless, Catherynne M. Valente