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01-08-2015, 01:13 PM
This was why she hated Helovia so much. Everywhere she turned there was nothing but pain that stuck icy daggers into her heart. How she had ended up standing where she was, the only thing that mattered was that she was staring down at her mother's lifeless body. Why did Helovia have to be so cruel? Hot tears stung her eyes and her heart cracked as she stepped closer, hoping and praying that from the distance she just couldn't see the rise and fall of her sides. There was nothing. No breath stirred grass or dust by her muzzle, her eyes were cold and dead. The frozen princess choked back a sob and shook her head, regretting every hateful thing she'd ever said to her mother because she hadn't hated her. She'd never hated her. Sno turned her head to the side as someone stirred beside her and she wondered when he had showed up. "Dad.." She choked the word out, wondering if she would be feeling the same emotion if it were him lying dead on the ground. Yes. As disappointed as she could be with him so often, and as hateful as she could be toward him he was still her father and she still loved him. She took a shaky breath and looked back down at her mother, her body trembling as the weight of death pressed down upon her. She desperately wanted to be comforted, wanted to be lied to and told everything would be okay when it wouldn't. Seeking out that comfort the icy girl shifted her body closer to her father's, her head lower as she gazed at her mother. "I'm sorry momma." She whispered. "I'm so sorry." "Talking" Snö you're looking at an absolute zero i'm not the devil but i won't be your hero |
