Title: IV: Winter
Author: rednovember
Word Count:
114
Warnings: Character death
Challenge: #20
Seasons
Notes: Originally wrote four (one for each season)
but got too long. Here's the last one, the only one really worth reading. Maybe eventually I'll post the other ones.
Winter was war. It was separation, fighting, confronting old enemies (father?), and death.
Then it is just her. Only her.
It is visiting his grave. It is slicing her palm, baring her insides to the frozen air; bright crimson drops staining the soft whiteness covering his final resting place.
It is laying down beside him, resting her tan cheek against the icy mound; pretending the pallor of the snow is his pale, chilling skin against her own dark, warmth-filled body. It is imagining the red of her blood as the scar on his face.
If she presses her body as tightly as she can to his grave, she can almost feel summer again. Almost.