So much pain.
But not from the boy in the box. Not from Tracey. River watched snow fall on his face, but it did not melt.
Tracey's family mourned, but they had lost him years ago.
Kaylee was no longer afraid, standing next to Simon. Jayne and Wash, each alone. None of them knew Tracey. Not really.
But Zoe and the captain, they knew him. They knew him in the war. And now he was gone, like so many others they knew in the war. So many others.
River watched snow fall on his face, and felt their pain.
Author's Note:
This drabble was written for the following Daily Prompt on the /r/FanFiction subreddit:
December 1st: First Frost - 100 words - Winter just arrived and your character(s) are stuck outside in the cold.
