I had not felt the weight of the frost this way before.
Weight that dulls all sound around you.
Pounds the throbbing heart inside of you.
Breathe...
even the air has turned blue.
Blood cogulating, turning veins icy blue.
Have you ever felt the weight of the frost that numbs all vision?
In the darkness of the snow
you hope that somebody hears you;
and sing the happy notes of, "Oh! Tabby! Tabby! My. Dear. Cat. Where. are. you...",
until silence enwraps you.
And no longer you can hear the voice that sang, "Oh! Tabby! Tabby!...Where. Are. you?"
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