Why cant I remember...

Its that time of year again.
A time of Joy
A time for spending with friends and family
Exchanging Presents...Drinking too much
A time for love and happiness

A time of cold
A time of lengthening shadow
A claustrophobic gloom that clings to every corner even as the pale sun illuminate your room
The skeletal fingers of once vibrant trees are now scratching at your window pane
A wind whimpering about the house "please please let me in"
A time of death
A time of renewal through sacrifice
A time when Gods and Monsters once walked these lands
Not the Gods you are I really know
The ones to whom we offer platitudes Hollow
The Old Gods
Crom Cruach DawNN Morrígan
Their appetites are only sated Through Pain and Blood this even tide
Blood
Blood to rouse the spring
That it may return its days of rustling shade

"Just over the horizon
A great machine of death
is roaring and rearing
we can hear it always
Earthquake, Starvation, The ever-renewing sun of corpse-flesh"
-Hayden Carruth, The Curtain