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He stands alone where no man should tread Where the winds cry out and the skies burn red His breath is smoke, his blood runs slow With every step he sinks in snow The frost bites deep through leather and skin The storm is a cage he’s locked within He’s tired, worn, and close to the edge But he clings to life on a frozen ledge He never sees the sunrise glow Only endless night and driven snow Darkness crawls into his bones Turns his heart to ice and stone Wolves howl death through forest black Bears rise up to tear and attack But he won’t fall, he won’t give in He fights to live — through the frozen wind His hands are numb, his soul is scarred Each breath a battle, each moment hard No firelight, no warm reprieve Only cold that never lets him leave The sky is dead, the ground is pale Every path a ghostly trail He stumbles, bleeds, but grips his blade A man alone who won’t be swayed He never sees the sunrise glow Only endless night and driven snow Darkness crawls into his bones Turns his heart to ice and stone Wolves howl death through forest black Bears rise up to tear and attack But he won’t fall, he won’t give in He fights to live — through the frozen wind No voices call, no warmth, no sound Just the hush of snow and frozen ground Every beast with hunger eyes Every shadow whispers lies He’s hunted, haunted, far from grace A dying man in death’s embrace But even now, he holds his flame For he has not forgotten his name They circle close — the wolves, the bear He smells their breath in the bitter air Their eyes like knives, their growls like war They crave the blood, they want much more He roars defiance through shattered teeth A beast himself beneath the grief Steel in hand, he draws a line "This life is cursed — but it is mine!