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Walking through the blackened forest

Snow falls amidst the trees

Shivering through the unknown

I see the shepherd moon

The northern forest throngs with silence

Only quiet in the night

Ghosts of ancestors fill every void

Are they alive?

Suddenly I feel a chill grasp my neck

I fear the tales I’ve heard may be true

Strange footsteps I hear behind me

Something walks this wood beside me

Ghost in the forest