BloodyCrystal: The first character repeat, and a similar topic, unfortunately enough. Oh, well; I tried.
Frozen
She perched on her oar, staring at the frost-covered lake. The last time she'd been here—was it only three days ago?—an early spring had brought the lake and its park to life. She had decided to come back and admire the scenery, but last night's frost had done its work.
Spying something on the frosted lake, she flew lower, leaning down to scoop up a frozen flower. How the beautiful blossom had bloomed in just three days was a mystery, but this was Makai.
She bit back tears of sorrow at the tragedy of such a young life cut short. It just wasn't fair, and it only served to remind her of her job. It hurt, watching lives cut short, having to tell people they were dead—this should have been her escape!
But her job had no escape, only frozen existence as a peony encased in ice.
