Once a warm bed,
her figure huddled beneath the covers,
now made of snow and ice,
my hollow frame trapped within.
The walls open up
to an icy infinite ocean
that only Leviathan may traverse.
It charges towards me,
black flame eyes,
jagged sword teeth,
and vomit green scales.
I turn and scream,
only to find my flesh gone.
Skeletons scream only silence.
I reach out for her image,
I see it in the grey clouds,
her soothing fingers,
and her vibrant verdant eyes.
Swords pierce my vision of her,
back once more to searing darkness.
-Zero
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