There once was a world covered in frost.

  Swords covered in webs with words embossed.

  The shadows linger just out of sight.

  Omnipotent readers viewpoints alight.

  What will we find?

  What will we do?

  A world asunder with death anew.

  The forest covered with the mornings dew.

  Refracting the world once onto...

  The words the wind blew... that fateful night...

  Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

  Spoiler: Author's notes!

  Author: what is this trash! who uploaded my draft !

  Also author: it was me your alter ego, Also author!

  Author: haha! That's where you're wrong! I am just too lonely to make friends!

  Both (singular): Damn i'm lonely...