note - This is a short collection of drabble featuring the northern countries. I was trying to go for a true drabble here, but it ran away from me by 48 words.

disclaimer - I don't own Axis Powers Hetalia.


When my soul takes flight.

This is me.


I see you but you never see me. I am Casper's friend, a ghost and nothing more. You have to fight to disappear, but I have to fight to be seen. I am Canada-san.

Do you every notice the seasons passing? I pay no heed. For me, it is only bright and brighter or dark and darker. Cold doesn't ever touch me. Canada-san is the cold.

Do bitter and cold walk hand in hand? America and Canada-san walk hand in hand. He is my big brother. Sometimes, I feel resentful towards him, but then it is chased away by the numbing touch of ice wine. Sweet…and so tired.

I am shouting. Don't you hear me? I am screaming. But, my voice is so soft; it is nothing but the land heaving a great sigh, a faint beating of an owl's wings in flight, chased away by the wind.