The 'Frozen Gorge' getting dark with the white and blue hues in the winter sky got its shade a lot deeper; but then, what was inside his heart and mind turned out rather different—now oozing with warmth and brightness.
Such melody became a newfound strength, enough for him to live and conquer for another day.
Without the harsh winds blowing, Mystique's voice effortlessly filled the air. For a long time, she refrained from speaking ever since he could've remembered, more so when it came to her singing her heart out.
'My Lady, it really suits her singing—I've no words…'
To Keith, the ode rather sang so sweetly and swooned all over despite the seemingly strange lyrics.
'This one perhaps sounded the same as what I heard weeks ago—'
Every time her voice attuned as it deemed fit, the emotions loomed in his heart.
