Cold air cut into pale cheeks.
Danny's snow white hair was continuously slapped against his face by the freezing winds, but he was barely paying attention to it, not when...
Danny shook his head. Not now. It's not the time for this. He tried to force his mind not to think about it but like a broken record the scenes continued to roll down behind his vision on a repeat.
His empty eyes gazed at the scenery around him. Nothing could be seen of the little town it used to be. Now... it had turned into an empty land of snow and ice.
Danny supposed it had only been a matter of time. He was always too close to imploding ever since the 'accident'. Always dancing on the edge, balancing on the thin lines of sanity like an acrobat on a tightrope.
The powdery snow coated the earth in a holy glow and what a cruel heaven it was. No more fights, no more chases, no more harsh words, just silence.
The occasional protruding limbs, stray body parts, the blood specks left to be frozen into ice flowers, only managed to make the scenery even more otherworldly
The blizzard continued to rage around him. Like the eye of the storm, the icelets swirled round and round..
Sometimes, Danny could have sworn he had heard joyful singing from a distance, a tinkerbell-like laugher, and saw the figures of petit winter fairies dancing around the bleached out mounds in a delightful glee. His core purred with pure bliss at the sight, delighting in the show they put on for their king.
Maybe these were the signs of insanity?
Enticing voices purred into his ears, asking him to come and join them, just enjoy the festive atmosphere, and forget all about the unpleasant the thought of giving in to their bewitchment was oh, so tempting. If he just gave into the allure of oblivion, he wouldn't have to face what he had done, what he had become, what a monster he actually was.
A hysterical laugh bubbled out of his mouth, cutting through the raging tempest of the blizzard like a sharp knife. How Danny wished he could forget, but how could he? How could he ignore it when he was surrounded by the masterpiece of his own making?
The hundreds of thousands of bodies, all without a sign of life, buried deep under the hail, those who laughed and joked around just mere hours ago, living in blissful ignorance of the true currents running around in the shadier parts of their little down.
Once their 'hero', now the cause of their demise.
He hadn't understood the true meaning of his ghostly appearance before - the bluish tint of hypothermia on his skin, the frost that clung to his suit, the way the temperature would drop the second he walked into a room - but now he understood it for what it was. Foreshadowing. A warning that he would be the harbinger of the end for all that he ever loved and hated, destroying both in merciless glee in a matter of seconds.
The funniest thing was that it hadn't even taken much effort. The words from his friends just a little bit more hurtful. The fights from his parents just a little bit more murderous. That was all it took.
He took in a deep breath, the fresh smell of snow tainted by the stench of death, and let out a laugh that choked in his throat made him gasp. Was it a sob? He wasn't sure. All he knew was the sound of fairies, laughing and beckoning for him to join them.
And as a single frozen tear fell off his face and buried itself in the snow, he did.
.
.
.
A figure could be seen walking across the meadows, leaving a trail of footprints behind him on the snow covered grounds. A low, slightly off tune melody could be heard echoing through the empty snowscape, a gust of wind bringing the humming around to fill the space.
"Where winter winds rush all around
To freeze the rocks in the ground"
"So when I die, bury me in the snow
So when the spring suns rise
I'll feel the flowers bloom"
"Life is a cold and desperate place
Blinding us all from grace
Keeping us on our own"
"Where winter winds rush all around
To freeze the rocks in the ground"
"So when I die, bury me in the snow
So when the spring suns rise
I'll feel the flowers bloom"
"When I open my eyes
I'll gaze up at blue endless skies"
"So when I die, bury me in the snow
So when the spring suns rise
I'll feel the flowers bloom…"
THE END -
Song: When I Die, Bury Me In the Snow by The Phantom Pines (the song sounds like absolute shit but the lyrics is lit)