I'm captive within my crystal castle.
As it exudes an air of antiquity, attraction and abandonment.
And imperceptibly the winter blues and in the dawn dew,
A twine of vapor slithers from your mouth like a sea serpent,
Whispering its misty tune.
Haunted in transparent halls, the hum of my footfalls.
Glass towers frosted in a copper-jade rust.
A Snow-White's catacomb bejeweled in stones.
Window panes, fragile, like fairy wings
Furl around my spirit.
Latent in the buildings hollowness.
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