Photo Source: Pixabay all lifetimes collapsed into a single moment of doubt you and i in the coldest room of a dead man’s house and in january this is all there is five below zero at three in the Afternoon and who am i to tell you that words are meaningless? listen we cannot be sorry for every shade of grey we will never cast shadows with the lights out and the curtains drawn and i will kiss the frost from yr flesh and you will teach me the hidden names of the tuatha de danann and in this...