[PP-F4] The Flow Of Time (Snow)

[Haine 0]

It was cold... so very cold. The noises of the howling wind would rage on, her body struggling against the strong wind, the numbness of the snow giving off a chilling sensation. "I can't see that well," the girl thought solemnly. "And my hands... I can't feel them." She brought her frozen bare hands in front of her face, unable to move them that well. "I could stay here forever if I could. Time would pass by so dreadfully slow," she sighed as her eyes softened. "But I mustn't allow that, life's far too busy." Her gloom filled eyes peered into the distance where she'd spot the faint figure of a player. Had they been new to this area? Had they enjoyed the numbness of this atmosphere as much as she had? She found herself walking towards her way, somehow.

[Primrose 0]

I walked in the freezing snow, oblivious to anything around me. I focused on the snow, nothing else. The chilly wind blew furiously at my face. It was the coldest floor in Aincrad so far, but it was my favorite by far. I liked to be in snow, even though I didn't like the temperature. It was natural for me, a girl named Snow, to love to be in..well..snow! I rubbed my hands together and picked up a pile of snow. The cold substance crumpled through my hands and left my palms wet. I giggled a little bit until I saw something move, possibly approach me. Instinctively, I walked towards the object with a welcoming smile on my face; then when I got closer I realized it was just a tree. My hand touched the rough winter bark as I looked up at the dead branches above.