forget snowballs; a brick of ice will be thrown at your face when you first go outdoors. find warmth in your chambers, in the arms of your lover, a cup of hot chocolate or another land to bathe in sunlight. here, death comes to collect the rent. don't expect any mercy. be immune as your armor when you wear it outside. use your will to do what you must. and be on your guard; a blizzard will approach you when it may. and don't complain that it's freezing. winter is here more heartless than the world is. pretend you have only four months to live with snow falling from heaven. use it and live while you still can.
I wanted to describe Winter. What a better way to do it in a metaphor of Mortal Kombat's popular character, the ninja of ice Sub-Zero.
Told me to open the bible and turn to John but I worship the passage of 117, keeping my words set in plasma, I love the symbolism, Inspiring me to fight for Reach.
I don't need no mentats, moving with the speed of my finesse with max 10 intelligence and 11 perception, Lone Wanderer perk activated on full sprint from the grim reaper.
Running in circles like a Kabal, getting lost and confused but staying strong like a hellspawn, but no fatalities as you get your throat ripped off left in awe from this flawless victory, But I'm chilling at sub zero degrees.
But you see, this is just a distraction, Mind your misconception as I move down this passage with my thoughts so massive, I just need to relax as I move further to my goals.
This reminds me a lot of when I wrote Wide Awake. I had a lot of fun creating certain lines.