In the ethereal white darkness past twilight
The growl of the wind rushed to his ears.
Trees buckled, bent in the sway of the fierce storm.
The twist of the roving watch light cut
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thats really good i like the way you write your poems nice and smooth it has a really nice ending to it keep up the great work :)
Can't help but love when a poem paints a story, which this one did very well