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Needles and Chime
Chimes softly echo through the trees
Darkness falls, and the icy air approaches
The blanket of blinding cold
Slowly closing in on me
Chimes ring again in the night
There is nothing in sight
Nothing to feel
The numb needles poke teasingly at me
Chimes scream into my ear
The temperature drops further
Life ebbing away from me
The needles stab harder
My breaths turn into gasps
My heartbeat nailing into my head
I feel my face meet the floor
I scream to be dead
A faint red light
Flickers from behind the trees
I can scarcely feel its warmth
Becoming smaller as it drew further away
Chimes softly echo through the trees
A crimson butterfly beckons me
Author's Note: I likes this game lots. Please review..?
