A night blindfold squeezes the blindfolded mountain.
In the icy trap, colossal figures lie dreaming in muffled shards.
Light, a thin wound, edges the side of the world.
Dark waters: an inkwell for abolished memories.
Hadeïdon watches, a faceless guardian, counting the breaths of the cold.
Each block, a bone of dawn. Each wrinkle, a frozen psalm.
The wind speaks softly. Silence responds with a pact.
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