
Gabrielle is a witch traveling to nowhere, searching for a home.
Luckily, she is not alone.
Have a good New Year's Eve/Day, people <3

Now the moon through fog that shivers
Makes its way across the night,
Soaking melancholy meadows
In a melancholy light.
Down the road through dismal winter,
My quick carriage carries on
Where the sleigh-bell's tuneless tinkle
Is a numbing monotone.
Notes familiar in the music
Of the coachman's winding song
Go from debonair carousal
To lamenting lovers' wrong.
Neither hut nor glowing window....
Snow and hinterland... My eye
Merely marks the ciphered mileposts
Coming close and going by.