And as the snow falls

So too, does...

Does what, exactly?

A good question indeed, one that had been gnawing at Ichigen's mind for quite some time. The exact snow in question fell onto a bright red umbrella, which already contrasted the solemn white winter.

Granted, of course, that pondering over what exactly falls when snow does was not the main reason for the Colourless King's outing. More so, more importantly, it was the vision of a young, black haired lad trudging his own way through the wintry mountains. Or at least, he had been.

Now, as this old scholar searched for him, he was meeting terms with the fact that the snow may become his last bed. A cold, temporary one, yet permanent all the same.

As the snow falls

So too, does...

Not yet.

By now, Ichigen could tell, he was getting close to the boy, and the child's misfortune would-

Misfortune.

As the snow falls

So too, does the misfortune.

Welcome, spring and bliss

The boy's troubles would come to an end once Ichigen found him.

This, he promised.