Question

imagery of Darkling Thurse​

Answer 1

Answer:

Follo me.

Explanation:

The clouds overhead are the canopy adorning a crypt, while the wind sings a funeral dirge in the world's honor. Upon the growing gloom. The thrush is the spirit of life, the last color in the graying world. It is tiny, especially compared to the enormity of Winter, but it gives all of itself that it has.

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