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On A Cold, Dark, Winter Night
Stream of consciousness typing is such a pain sometimes
Okay, first things first… why am I even doing this to myself? I do not know what any of this has to do with anything. In fact, what does a snowman have to do with the idea of a cold, dark, winter night? Anything?
Well… probably not, but what do I know, anyway?
Now, to keep this from going down a depressing rabbit hole, I have to tie in something of worth for this post. What made me write the title of this post as what I chose?
Simple. I wrote it because I’m a fan of the power metal band originally named DragonForce.
“On a cold, dark, winter night… hidden by a stormy light… a battle rages for the right of what will become…”
That’s all from the song I’ll quote for you. If I were to quote any further from the song, I might be in trouble for copyright breach, and I don’t want that.
Anyway, let’s see what else I can share, shall we? I mean… probably nothing of worth for this post. Why do I do this to myself?
Well, time to wrap this up, as much as I can, anyway. I’ll see you in a new post relatively soon enough. Hopefully, I can come up with a proper direction for that one.
