In the still of night, where silence reigns, Shadows dance with whispers faint, A ghostly presence, unseen but near, Breathes…
In the cold embrace of a Russian night, Shadows whisper tales of ancient fright. Snowflakes fall, a silent mourners’ breath,…
Beneath the moon’s pale, somber light, The whispers of the ancestors take flight. In the stillness of the night, they…