I woke to loud shrill baby-like cries, only to realize it coming from me. A pair of ice blue eyes watched me with awe and adoration, her lips forming into a smile. I forced myself to stop crying, watching her reward me by planting a kiss to my forehead. I noticed the room around me, staring wide eyed I saw every in pure white. It took me a moment to realize it was ice. Snow padded the floor like a rug.
It should have felt cold. It should have frozen me to the bone. It should have invaded my very being and chilled me to death. But instead I found myself calm in the cold presence, and I peered up at the women who I decided was my new mother. Her hair was the color of snow, a beautiful pure white color that I had believed was impossible to obtain.
She shifted me in her arms before strong pleasantly ice cold hands took me from her. Annoyance was my first reaction, and I tried to listen or at least understand their gibberish talk. I was only granted with a skull tearing pain, and I squirmed desperately to rid myself of it. A voice hushed me, as cold dark blue eyes seemed to burn into my mind, as if reading my soul.
I watched the man's mouth move, his eyes regarding me with pride and authority. "Aureol…" I quirked an eyebrow, and suddenly found it amusing that I could do it even at that as a baby. What kind of name is Aureol? I was half tempted to roll my eyes and smirk at the same time.
Only…I don't think he would appreciate that much. I decided I'd just ignore the man for now. I struggled stubbornly in his hands, trying but failing miserably to get a better look at the room around me. Damn… a baby is so weak, I felt really pitiful at the moment. I groaned in annoyance, only to notice the man smirk down at me, satisfied that I had stopped resisting. My mother took me from his arms, making me want to kiss her thank you.
My mother gently cooed down at me, her fingers twirling a strand of my hair. I tried to recognize the color, but my body wouldn't comply with my orders, nor would my baby brain allow me any more activity. The man, who I presumed was my father- though I wished he was not- took out a silvery box and opened it. The contents of the box made me do a double take, watching the crystallized necklace simmer majestically.
He carefully wrapped the necklace around my neck like a choker, a cold jewel of ice hanging from the center. The ice slowly seemed to reform itself in front of my eyes, taking the shape of my neck and attaching to my skin. My father's lips curled in a smirk, while my mother grinned cheerfully. As if they were awed that the necklace did what they least expected, they examined the way it fit to me, reflecting in their eyes.
Perhaps something grand just happened, but whether I should think anything of it was a mystery. At the very least, could they leave me in peace? all I wanted as of this second was the ignorant bliss of sleep. I didn't want to bare the weight of having a new life, so why was I breathing right now? For what god placed me in this body with all my memories? I only could wish that my memories would vanish with time, or somehow disappear over night.
The image of my best friend, Adivia danced in my mind, filling my body with sorrow and affection all at once. I grimaced mentally at the thought of her lying at my coffin, weeping or just numbly staring at my bodies resting place. I found myself counting back all my past experiences with her, until the day I met her and the day I died for her. None of my other memories mattered, none of the pain, sorrow, and hatred. I only wanted to know one thing...
Could she be weeping for me at this moment?