Snow comes to rest on raven's wings, covering black quills in ivory white, and peace settles upon the earth beneath the ebon shroud of Winter's Knight.
Ghosts from my faded youth return from long ago
Lost dreams and memories surround me with the falling snow.
Then in the sky above me one shining star looms bright,
I close my eyes in wonder and cast a winter's wish into the night...
Enter an enchanted realm of ghosts, dark angels and winter magic... Cast your eyes upon cruel oddities of nature and behold monstrous creatures from the depths of the abyss. Hear the dark wisdom of gypsy soothsayers as they unveil things yet to come, and marvel with awe and dismay at unbelievable death-defying acts that teeter on the very brink of doom. Leave the mundane world behind, for those who visit this festival of phantasms are never the same again. As the Carnival of Lost Souls rises from the shadows every one-hundred years, the true faces of its diabolical denizens are unmasked.
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