The Love of Winter
Chapter 2
She rarely left to go outside unless necessary. She despised warm weather and hated it when it was even slightly humid. God forbid if it was hot, she didn't care if it would get her in trouble, she stayed inside.
Her dorm was separate, and for a good reason.
She can't stand people getting to close now. Too claustrophobic. Sudden movements had her on her feet immediately and wand out for the ready. War had ruined her.
After the last battle, winter came in a few weeks later. She saw the purity in the innocent snow, and didn't go outside at first, afraid she would corrupt it. However, slowly as short days went on, she would gaze out her window in a trance at the freshly fallen snow.
Her room was at very cold temperature, but it was above freezing. She has cast a charm to were it would snow in her room, it's not the same.
Never the same.
Almost artificial.
It may be real from the charm, but it's not the same as the whiteness outside lazily drifting towards the already snowy ground. She glanced at the snow floating down in her room the only thing that popped into her mind when she saw it was fake.
She flicked her hand and the white powder disappeared instantly. Disgusted almost, she left the window then went to her bed to lay down. Fluffing her pillow before she fell asleep, ice chips and frost went flying.
She felt the air grow even colder around her the closer sleep crept in, encasing her in it's freezing grasp. She felt better for the first time in a long time, the cold will always be there.
And for that she loved it more.
A/N: If you see a spelling error that I might have missed please tell me, have a wonderful day.
