In these Halls

This image is to be paired with the poem "In These Halls"
In these Halls In these Halls
That breathe;
Who Seethe.
Their arms twining high,
Leaves whispering
with Strangled Cries.
Mourning for Brother and Sister.
Suffering aunt and uncle
In winds of bitter.
They cry for the lost and broken;
The ones by demons stolen.
In these halls
That breathe.
Dwell the falling hope
Of dying fae.
Mild editing. toned down the saturation and upped the sharpness a bit.