The Long Dark Winter Story Page: 

   The long dark winter is a portrayed personified page of the mind. It is the dreary environment of the conscience, whether the dark wilderness will translate our escape back home in the word of the world. Will the page be overturned grim confident light of the anticipated spring a sick winter to end and the new season to be born indefinitely underestimate life, or will spring undermine the long dark winter with the light carried over a new dawn of season a well spring? 

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   Though forces of darkness drawn, withdraw us weary because it contrasts the element of fraud, the foreshadowed fraud will not collapse the reclusive preservation of the traveler, in winter hibernation to demise. When the hidden brightness of dim light glows in the cold dark, the light of a shinning crown touches the ground to mark our steps for the countenance of coronated covered feet. 

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    Though the pitch-black shadow of night will blanket our sight brutal, the light shined scattered in prevalent areas, clarifies ambiguity of an indication spring isn't too off far long, for the sun rises and the night surrenders shuttered kneeled before the sovereignty of spring. The long dark winter unspecifies and utterly unpredicts what road our travels lead in hard blindness. 

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   The long dark winter is a blindfold of the season; it casts an obfuscated spell in blustery cold and separation from reality. The blotched blindfold of winter is a ferocious political war on survival, but the survival demands reconciliation acted by the beat of the signaled spotlight, resulting warming light is still seen in the clouded darkness. The message delivers a pillar of conditioning delivered, spring isn't impossibly detailed too far off hindered, but soon forthcoming near once The Long Dark Winter is put back to sleep again, until next year. 

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                                                                         ~Story by: Cory Morrel/Cory Morr