Challenge
Cackle
...poetry or prose...
The cackle of the wind through brittle trees,
Mocking whispers in the cold night freeze.
A haunting laugh, unseen, yet near,
Echoing with a shadow's sneer.
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The cackle of the wind through brittle trees,
Mocking whispers in the cold night freeze.
A haunting laugh, unseen, yet near,
Echoing with a shadow's sneer.