May Snow

by YukibanaJS

With every new mission's achievements, Mars' dreams and hopes only solidified, ready to be grasped. Seemingly. But she was still plagued. By the past, by those endless nights, by the uncertainty of future. Everything should be so clear. She was tired of this world, tired of the shadows of the past, tired of everything. So why, why did she still feel those iron grips of hesitation?

1. Prologue

Hello everyone! ^-^

First of all, thank you for being interested in my story, it means a lot to me. :D

I do have a few things to say though (don't worry, not too much x_x)

***Ok so I was able to finally fix the bugs on this story :D The title is now visible and the first chapter isn't a big mess of randomness anymore. I apologise for the inconvenience though :( ***

1. This story has already been finished a few months ago, but I still have to translate it since it is in German. So, the story will be completed eventually, don't worry ^^ Note that I'm not a native English speaker, however, I'm doing my best o.O This is actually more of an exercise for me since I'm studying translation at university. So, if you see any mistake, feel free to tell me. Thank you for understanding ^^

2. I'm only going to give a trigger warning now, since everything else would either spoil you or make you read a lot for nothing. But just so you know: this story is not violent all the time.

-This story contains graphic depictions of violence and death. Themes of drug abuse, sexual abuse, child abuse and suicide or suicidal thoughts are mentioned. So if that's not for you, feel free to click out.

3. Of course, I'm always happy about comments, constructive criticism or improvement advice. Feel free (I say 'feel free' quite a lot don't I o.O) to comment something, but only if you want to of course :D

That's it for now! Thank you for reading and see you for the next chapter! (And BTW, this story is going to have 22 chapters in total, without counting in this prologue)

Kind regards,

Yuki ^-^

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Genres: drama, angst, fantasy, some horror, some psychological, a bit of romance, a bit of action

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Prologue

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Silently, whiteness trickled down on the car wreck, merging with the red-steaming puddles of the thawed forest ground. It was one of those images that are brought back into memory in from of an association, evoked by a certain situation or thought.

She opened her eyes, looking around her room which laid in half-darkness in front of her, thus only revealing shadowy contours. But that didn't make it any less familiar.

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Now, this was her reality.

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She wished that the future could be as certain as future itself, and the past as accomplished as already fallen snow. But she was followed, by the shadows of this in the air paralysed, swirling whiteness.

This coldness did not make her feel numb.

Could she face up to the forces of the passed and the current, to transform them into safety? Would she, one day, be able to embrace the certain spring, blossoming on the horizon?

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To be continued...