Another short drabble. This one's actually been bouncing around in my head since September or so, and was originally going to be a fanart. Then I realized that I can't draw blood and stuff well, or snow, so it's just look retarted. Decided on a fic instead. And now it's been sitting in my documents for maybe a month. Figured I may as well post it now.
After an hour, it occurred to Fai that he was probably dying. His vision was getting fuzzy, and the treetops were starting to taint the clouds green. It was snowing again; he almost laughed. It must've snowed today just for him. Born in snow, died in snow. Symbolism or something. He saw red out of the corners of his eyes- he must be staining the snow. The red blurs on the white made a nice picture. He should make it prettier. He closed his eyes and moved his limbs slowly up and down, painting the snow a perfect crimson angel.
...Why is it that almost all of my drabbles with Fai involve snow? o.O; I just noticed that.