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The Account:

I've been going through old accounts and everything, and I've been cleaning them up... And DeviantArt is next.

I have no idea what my plans are for this. I might delete a lot of my art just to start over again... I look back at it and I disgust myself. I've changed. A lot.

I have much better art now and I only use 2 platforms. Instagram and Discord. Otherwise, that's really it. I had a lot of friends pop up on here but I feel like they've all abandoned me. I looked through my Skype and realised most of my contacts were from here... But they're all gone... To the ones that... Didn't mean to leave: I'll add my contact information to my Discord and Instagram. And you can even note me or email me.

Now... I should probably tell you all about my plans for this account. I plan to clean up my watch list, my art, my favourites, and all of that. It's a lot of work but it'll keep me on the platform for a while. I'll change my username to my current username on other platforms. Some variation of "Pastel Elf Twink." And of course I'll change my profile picture and bio and whatever else needs changing.

My Life:

I feel like I've been though Hell. I had a period of pure depression and it wasn't very good at all. I ended up in a psych ward for a while. The nurses treated me like shit, and I only saw the doctor once. After that, things were a little better, but more recently I had dated a super manipulative guy. This is why I feel like I'm in Hell. It was a horrible experience and he left me for someone who was exactly like me... On valentine's day. Luckally, I've realized that I almost missed the perfect boyfriend... And now I'm happily with him. I think things are going to work out finally... I've never felt so close to someone and that's really good... We have a really good bond and we have really odd interests but we still have them in common. Ever since we met, I've been feeling much better.

The Art:

I don't really have much to say on my art. Currently I'm having an artist block that has been killing me. And I still haven't finished an art trade and I hate it. But otherwise, my art is much better, and that's really all I have to say. There should be a picture attached.

Thank you for this Journey.
Mostly you, Myst.

—Benjamin

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As his fingers danced across the ivory keys, he showed no emotion. He had lost his brother years ago in that fire. He wished that he carried him to safety. At least he would know for sure that he was alive. Six years. A long time for him. He was now 18. He took a job of being a servant. He really didn't mind. As he finished the song, he got up, pushing the stool in. He knew the routine easily now.
He brushed off his black coattail, walking into the kitchen. He placed the small kettle filled with water onto the stove, turning it on. He flicked the overgrown hair out of his face. He never had time to get a haircut, so he just had it tied back. He sighed, he wanted to find his brother, but there was a possibility that he was dead. If he looked for him, it'd be like pissing in the wind. He soon took the kettle off and walked into the dining room, his master was waiting, eating his dinner silently. He poured the water into his cup and placed the teabag in. He sat down to eat with him.
“Flame… Why do you always look so lifeless? I've always wondered…” He looked at Flame, dunking the teabag in his cup gently.
“Lifeless…?”
“You never have any emotion…”
“I guess because I lost my brother six years ago… Along with my parents…”
“Oh? What was his name?”
“Snow…”
He took a drink of his tea. “Snow and Flame… What a pair…” He chuckled to himself.
Flame looked down at his food and quickly scoffed it down, getting up with his plate. He walked into the kitchen, placing it into the sink. He held his head and walked upstairs, into his room.
It was just him and his master in a mansion. He fell onto his bed that creaked loudly, seeming to barely hold his weight. He cried silently. Empty inside.


Flame awoke to a sound of cawing. He sat up, looking at the shadow-like raven. It had a photograph in its beak. He took it, looking at it.
“Snow…” it cawed at him.
He looked at the picture of Snow.
“You know him…”
The raven nodded solemnly.
“Soon.” The raven flew off into the distance.
“He pinned the picture to the wall, right above his bed.


“Master…?”
“Yes?”
“What is this strange feeling…?”
His master chuckled.
“Bloodlust.”
Flame's breathing quickened as his huge raven wings quickly unfolding. His arms were tied back, his eyes were blindfolded.
“Let me go!” He screeched out, his wings flapping, wanting free. He was chained.
“I can't… not yet… you aren't ready.”
He let out tears of inky black blood. He was in pain forever.


Flame ran out of his master’s house, in only his coattail, into the cold snow. He fell to the ground and panted. The snow fell onto his back as he let out the inky tears.
“What am I…?” He cried to the world, wanting to know.
He felt his master's pale hand on his shoulder.
“Don't fret about it…”
“I have no will to live…”
His master frowned and pulled him up, hugging him close. “Everything will be alright…”
Flame cried into him, he was frightened. His master brushed the loose hair behind his ear.
“Why must I live…?”
“Because you deserve your life…”
He looked up at the night sky.
“Snow…” He saw the unique coat of his brother.



“I’m no longer empty inside…"
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As the night came, a violent blizzard approached. The ten year old boy slept peacefully, along with his big brother, who was two years older than him. They shared a room together. The ten year old was very skinny and pale, his eyes were a vibrant green and his hair was a soft fluffy black. His brother was a tad less pale. His eyes were the same vibrant green, his black hair was messy. The blizzard soon came, the winds pushing against the house, making it creak. The boy started to toss and turn. Soon a small flame appeared in his hand, it started to burn his bed, then his wall, and so on. His brother woke up, his eyes widening as he shook the boy, trying to wake him up.
“Snow! Snow!” He was frightened since he wasn't waking up. He gave up since it was spreading, he knew that Snow was immune to fire so he'd be safe. He quickly ran out of their room, putting his hoodie on and running into the violent blizzard around their house. He saw the whole house burst into flames and started to run to find someplace warm. He hoped his little brother would be alright.
Snow woke up. The whole house was ash. There were only a bit of fire left. He had been out while everything he loved burned. He shivered and started to cry.
“M-Mama….?” He cuddled his teddy bear that was half burned. He started to cry more. After a bit he got up, he put his oversized trench coat on. It was flame resistant, it was made just for him. He started to walk out of his room, the house creaked, most of the flames were gone. He opened the door to his parents’ room. The whole room was burnt, his parents included. He held his teddy bear tight as he quickly ran out of their room, running down the stairs and outside. He fell into the snow a mile away. His house was in the middle of the forest, no towns nearby. He started to shake. He then coughed up something. His black heart sank into the snow, his blood dripped out of his mouth, the same inky color as his heart. His tears dripped into the snow as he passed out.



“Are you alright? Hello? Wake up…”
Snow slowly awoke to the voice to someone a bit older than him.
“Your finally awake…” His hair was long and tied back, a long silky black. His eyes were the same as Snow, green. He had a black trench coat on. He wrapped his long tan scarf around Snow.
“T-Thanks…” He sat up a bit, looking around. “What happened….?”
“You look like you passed out…” He frowned a bit. “You blended into the snow… With your coat and Hair…”
“My hair…?” He slowly walked to the frozen lake nearby and looked at his reflection. His skin was paler, his hair was a pure white with a bit of light blue on the ends. He had huge raven wings that unfolded. He gasped and fell back. He shivered.
“It's alright…. Here… I found this right next to you…” he handed him his inky heart.
“M-My heart…” He shakily took it.
“I'm Snap…”
“I'm Snow…”
“That explains why you blended in…”
Snow got up, “I-I need to find food…” He started to get a strange urge.
“There's a town there….” He pointed in a direction.
Snow started to run in the direction. His wings soon unfolded and started to flap, he started to rise off the ground. He smiled a little and started to go higher, he saw the small town. He started to glide down to it. He pulled up the scarf Snap gave him. He soon landed a little bit outside of the town. He took of his coat and folded his wings, putting the coat back on. He put his heart into his pocket. He walked in. It was night time. His stomach growled and he saw a house, it's lights were off. He walked to it, looking into one of the bedrooms. His face became blank.


Blood ran down his lips, dripping onto the bloodstained wooden floor. He took a last bite of the heart. He stared down at the dead body. Silent. Inhumane.



“Snow…” The pale boy woke up. He had been living as an orphan for six years now. He didn't remember anything before the blizzard. The Razor cawed at him to get him up.
“Snow.”
“Alright I'm up…” he looked down at his chest, his raven cawing one last time, perched on his chest. “Snap… I have an alarm….” His alarm went off as his hand slapped onto it. He got up as his raven, Snap, flew onto the headboard of the bed. He yawned and stretched out, seeing the blood stained on his shirt. He sighed and looked at Snap.
“I guess I was hungry again…” He pulled the shirt off, revealing the scars all over his chest. He pulled on a clean shirt and pulled his coat over his folded wings. He looked down at the bed and brushed off his shedded feathers into his bin. Snap perched onto his shoulder as he walked out of his room that was covered with books and papers. He walked downstairs and saw that someone else had gotten adopted. He sighed and walked past them, Snap, cawing at them a bit. Six years of being an orphan. Six years of being alone. Six years of being unloved. He made his way to the kitchen and grabbed an apple, biting into it. He started to him as he turned around, seeing another guy, who was much taller than him.
“Look, it's the freak…. That wandered from the woods…” he chuckled. He snatched the apple from his hand and took a bite from it.
“Give it back!” Be growled back at him, his bird cawing.
“Why is that bird always with you?” He took another bite.
“Because he's my best friend…” Snap rubbed his head against Snow's cheek.
“Alright freak…” he finished the apple and threw the core in the trash.
“I'm not a freak…” he mumbled, looking down.
“What was that?”
“I'm not a goddamn freak!” He yelled at him.
He quickly pushed him against the wall, inches from his face. “Yes you are. No one goes in those woods. No one has natural white hair. No one is best friends with their bird,” he gritted his teeth.
Snow whimpered a bit, shaking. Snap stared at the older teen.
He let go of him and walked off.
“I think Jack’s onto us…..” he whispered gently to his bird. He poured himself some water.


“There's something wrong with that freak…” he quietly walked into Snow's room to investigate. He gently closed the door and looked around, seeing all the books as he picked one up. “What the Hell is this…?” It was something about supernatural beings. Mostly demons.
“He really is a freak….” He put it down and walked over to his bed. He pulled the blanket up, looking under it. “Alright… no cum stains… that's surprising…” he then saw one of his feathers and picked it up, looking at it. “This is way too big to be his bird's… Where'd it come from… What is he…?” He flicked it back into the bed, letting go of the blanket. He looked around more and then saw his bloodstained shirt. “What the…” his eyes widened as he looked at it. “Did he…?” He quickly walked out of his room. Wishing he didn't see it.


“Snow…”
He sighed. “What?”
“Medicine.”
He frowned a bit. “No more medicine… I don't feel good when I take it…”
“Medicine.”
He sighed, “Fine…” he walked into his room and grabbed the pill bottle, taking the pills, swallowing them.
“Good.”
He walked out and walked down into the living room, he seemed like a mess, he held his head and quickly sat on the couch, groaning.
“What's wrong, freak…?” Jack walked up behind the couch.
“Go away…”
“No tell me… What the hell are you…?”
His eyes widened a bit.
“Tell me.”
He quickly got up and started to run to his room. Jack grabbed him by his collar and pulled him into Jack's room, locking the door.
“S-Stop…” he shivered a bit.
“Tell me what the Hell you are! Or else…”
Snow stayed quiet.
“We can go the easy way… Or the hard way…”
He backed against the wall.
Jack quickly grabbed him and pulled his coat off, exposing his massive wings. They unfolded and stretched out, stray feathers flying everywhere.
“I knew it… What are you?!”
“I-I don't know what I am…” he stuttered, frightened, since he was exposed.
He looked at the massive wings. “The Hell…” he gently touched one of them, they flinched a bit as they felt his touch.
Snap perched onto the footboard of the bed.
He pushed him against the wall more.
“D-Don't tell anyone…” he shivered.
“Alright… but you have to do whatever I say from now on…”
He quickly nodded.
He let Snow go, unlocking the door.
Snow ran off, Snap flying back onto his shoulder as he quickly put his coat on.


“Snow…”
Snow woke up to his bird, it was late. He looked at his clock. 1:15AM.
“What…?”
The bird cawed at him. His shirt was bloodstained. He saw the flashing red and blue lights outside.
“Oh no…” he quickly got up and changed his shirt, pulling his coat over his wings. He quickly pulled out a small suitcase, filling it with clothes, bird food, and a few books. He looked at his pill bottle and quickly threw it in, closing the suitcase. He put his old scarf on and opened his window, the cold air filling the room. He was on the fifth floor. He thought for a moment before he ripped his wings through his coat, falling through the window. At the last moment he unfolded his wings, flapping them. He began to rise up. Pulling his scarf over his mouth. Snap flew close behind him as he glided through the cold wind. The wind blew his hair away from his face, revealing his missing eye. The missing eye that was lost to his bird. He took a last thought before gliding far away. He flew over his abandoned home. He did not know.



“Why must I run?”
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    Today we will be breaking down the story of Verschneites Auge, or Snow Yuki. The story didn’t say many things. I had changed and added a lot of things to the Character. First off, Snow had a lost brother named Flame. Snow didn’t know about Flame. At all. So let’s go to the start. Before the story.

    Snow and Flame were brothers, Flame was 2 years older than Snow. Snow was born with a strange curse. When he was born, he had large black wings. No one knew why or how that happened. His blood was also different, black instead of red. Flame was normal. Years later when Snow was 10 and Flame was 12, there was a massive blizzard. They lived in a cabin in the forest. The whole house was asleep. A fire had started. Their parents never got out in time, but Snow and Flame did. They went at different times, Flame…. Then Snow. Flame got out of the blizzard. He had been on the run ever since. He was never caught. Snow had collapsed in the blizzard. He had lost his memory. Flame hadn’t. Both brothers had gotten powers from the blizzard fire.

    Well there’s that.

    But I haven’t told you about Flame’s story….. Yet. I’ll write it separately.

    Snow was soon found by police and was put in a small orphanage near the place he was found. Snow was… Odd. He would forget things easily after the incident and would talk nonsense almost every day. He would get yelled at for it so much, that he stopped talking altogether. Snow had to hide his powers, but sometimes he would burn things by accident and he would lose control over it. A year after he became… “more stable,” he was given a bit of money. He decided to buy a bird. A Crow to be exact. Snap. We all remember how he lost his eye because of Snap. Snap was being protective over Snow. He thought Snow was a different person because of the change in his character. Let’s talk about Snow’s personalities.

    Snow’s personalities are a little confusing. His normal personality is called his “Innocent” personality. In this personality he appears with white hair with light blue tips. His trench coat that he always wears is white with light blue details. His insane personality is called his “Murderous” personality. In this personality he appears with white hair with red tips. His trench coat that he always wears is white with red details. His pervish personality is called his “Flirty” personality. In this personality he appears with white hair with light blue and pink tips. His trench coat that he always wears is white with pink details.

    Jesus Christ… That was a lot…

    There’s two more personalities… It’ll take a while to explain…

    These personalities were a secret, i’m still working on him… I call him Pure and Broken.

    Pure is a little confusing. He’s a bit of a serious person, but he’s sensitive. Pure has white hair with no highlighted tips. He does not show any emotion. This personality occurs at random, yet it is rare. He won’t show any signs of human-like qualities.

    Broken occurs when he’s extremely depressed. His hair will be white with black tips. I will spend a bit of time on this personality so be ready.

    The first showings of Broken was in a roleplay. He was depressed and went back to Siberia, Russia for isolation and peace. When his brother, Flame, found him there, it was a horrifying sight. Broken was in his old house, his name was smeared on the door in his blood. He was sitting on his bed in his room with his shirt off and facing opposite of the door. He was mumbling a song to himself. His wings had been chopped off and stitched back on. He was covered in his own blood and had many cuts and bruises. Once Flame took a look at the front of him it was worse. Snow had stabbed many knifes into his chest in hopes of killing himself. He had given his heart to the girl he loved and he could not kill himself without it.

    Broken can be highly dangerous to himself if he had his heart.

Now I have gotten Snow out of the way… Flame will be next…
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Verschneites Auge (Snowy Eye)


“This is Snow. He’s very quiet.” The lady looked at her sheet that consisted of his information.

Full Name: Snow Kasai Yuki

Sex: Male

Birth: 7/26/2000

Original Parents: Unknown

Pet: Snap (Crow)

Home: Swansea IL

Favorite Color: Light Blue

Hobbies: Caring for Snap/Gaming/Creating snow and fire/Thinking

Lucky Number: 13

Sign: Leo

Strange Talents: Can control fire/Is as cold as ice

“Pleasure to meet you.”

“He has a quite a story of how he got here.”

“I was found in a forest fire during a blizzard at the age of 10. I don’t remember anything before that. I don’t even remember my parents. All I knew was that my name was Snow Kasai Yuki and that I was 10 years old.”

“How strange.”

“If you think that’s strange, watch this.”

He lifted his hand. A flame appeared in his palm.

The couple became very fearful.

“H-How did you do t-that….?”

“I’m not sure.” The flame disappeared, lowering his hand.

“If you excuse us, we’ll be leaving now.” They closed the door.

Snow lowered his head in disappointment.

“It’s alright Snow, you’ll find someone who would like to adopt you soon.”

“I hope so.”

“Go on to your room, I think Snap needs feeding.”

“Yeah, bye Mrs. Kana.”

    He got up sadly and walked to his room. He was greeted by a crow perching onto his shoulder.

    “Hello Snap. Are you hungry?”

    The crow cawed in agreement.

    Snow grabbed the bag of bird food and poured it in his bowl.

    “There you go.”

    He sat down on the bed, thinking.

    “What if I never get adopted?” He mumbled to himself. Snap cawed, telling Snow that he was finished eating. The crow perched onto his shoulder once again. The door slammed open.

    “Snow! There’s a woman here! She heard about your powers and wants to adopt you!”

    “Really?”

    “Yes!”

    The woman walked in, smiling happily.

    “You must be Snow Kasai Yuki! I’ve heard everything about you!” She shook his hand.

    “Yeah.” He said shyly.

    “Sorry, I get over excited sometimes.”

    “It’s okay, I do too.”

    She looked at the crow.

    “A crow?”

    “Yes, his name is Snap.” The crow cawed flapping his wings.

    “Interesting.”

    He smiled sheepishly.

    “I heard you have powers. May I see?”

    He nodded. He lifted his hand a flame appearing. She looked in awe.

    “Extortionary.” Her English accent was vibrant.

    “Thank you.” He lowered his hand.

    “I should probably introduce myself. My name is Sarah Feather.”

    “Nice to meet you.”

    “I’ll be back tomorrow morning to bring you to your new home.”

    He nodded happily.

    “Bye.”

    She closed the door.

    He layed back on the bed. He sighed laying there for several minutes before finally getting up. He grabbed his suitcase and opened it. He packed the small amount of clothes that he had. Then Snap’s items. He zipped it back up. His lights flickered. He was startled by it. His lights then turned off with a buzz. He saw a shadow in the corner of his room. It was a tall slender figure, but Snow couldn’t make out his face.

    The lights turned back on. The figure was gone. Snow’s head twitched violently. Snap cawed at him. Snow’s hair became red and black instead of blue and white. He smiled insanely. His eye twitched. Snap flew over to him cawing and pecking at him.

    “Stop you stupid bird!” He tried to shoo him away.

    Snap pecked at his eye. Snap took it.

    Snow screamed in pain. His hair turned back to normal.

    The door slammed open.

    “Snow what happened to you?!” Mrs. Kana ran over to assist him.

    “M-My eye! He yelled in pain.

    “What happened to it?!”

    Snow pointed to Snap. The bird held the missing eye in his mouth.

    “Oh my God!” She ran to the bird trying to get the eye back.

    Snap quickly flew out of the window.

    “Snow, Snap flew away with your eye!”

    He burst into tears.

    “No, I don’t want to lose Snap.”

    “Forget Snap, what about your eye?!”

    “I’ll just have to live without it.” He replied calmly.

    She stared at him like he was crazy.

    “We need to get you to the hospital!”

    Two hours later he was back at the orphanage, missing an eye.

    He was still going to be adopted tomorrow.

    He crawled into his bed, crying himself to sleep. It wasn’t because he lost his eye, but he had lost his only friend.

    He woke up the next morning. He remembered that he was getting adopted and jumped out of bed. He realized that Snap was back in his cage. He was so happy! He got dressed and grabbed his suitcase and Snap’s cage, walking downstairs. He was greeted with Sarah. She had suitcases in her hands as well. He was confused.

    “Good morning Snow! Are you ready for the long trip?”

    “Long trip?”

    “Oh yes, we are going back to where i’m from!”

    “Where’s that exactly?”

    “London!”

    “London?”

    “Yes, I was here because I heard about you and now I’m going back to London!”

    Snow smiled. He really wanted to go to London.

    “I can’t wait!”

    “Well, we better leave before we miss our flight!”

    He nodded walking out with her.

    They finally arrived in London. They drove to her house, Snow very excited.

    “We’re here!”

    They both got out walking to the front door. She opened it. Snow was greeted with a gathering of her family, celebrating Snow’s arrival.

    “Welcame Snow!” They yelled.

    Snow smiled sheepishly.

    They walked in. Many people greeted him. Soon they all left. But one person was left. The man was staring at Snow, smiling and waiting patiently. They walked over.

    “This is your grandfather, Joe.”

    “Pleasure to meet you.”

    “What politeness.” He held out his hand for Snow to shake.

    He hesitantly shook it.

    “Your hand is freezing. Why is that?”

    “Well, I have powers.”

    “What kind of powers?”

    “Powers like this.” Snow once again held out his hand, a flame appearing in his palm.

    “I see. Young man, people will call you a freak, but you are not. Do not listen to them. Express yourself through these powers”

    Snow smiled”

    “Thank you.”

    He soon left.

    “Snow, I’ll show you to your room.”

    They walked upstairs. Sarah opened the door to an empty room and they walked in.

    “It’s perfect.”

    He set down his suitcase and set Snap’s cage on the desk, opening it letting Snap out. He perched onto his shoulder. Sarah sat on the bed while he unpacked.

    “So how do you think you got your powers?”

    “I’m not sure. I’ve had them ever since I could remember.”

    “Interesting.”

    He finished unpacking and sat on the bed with her.

    “I wasn’t adopted for 6 years because of my powers.”

    “I’m sorry Snow.” She hugged him.

    “Woah, you are pretty cold!”

    He giggled

    “Yeah, I get that a lot.”

    “Oh, before I forget, you start school tomorrow.”

    He nodded.

    “Don’t worry, the kids there will think you’re awesome!”
“I hope so.”

    They drove to the school the next day.

    He got out of the car.

    “Bye Snow, have a good day!”

    “Bye Sarah.”

    He walked into the door.

    The kids stopped their conversations and stared at the sight of Snow. They all whispered to their friends things like:

    “That kid looks strange.”

    “What’s with his hair?”

    “What a weirdo.”

    He walked to a corner away from everyone else, waiting for school to start.

    He got bored and lifted his hand, the flame appearing in his palm. He smiled slightly.

    A kid looked at him.

    “Oh, my God! That kid has weird powers!”

    Everyone else looked at him in terror.

    “N-No! Don’t be scared! It’s not dangerous!”

    A few kids ran to the office door yelling for the principal. The principal walked out of his office.

    “Alright, Alright, what’s going on?”

    “There’s a kid with weird powers!”

    “Yeah he can control fire!”

    “His hand turned to flames!”

    He looked at Snow who was curled into a ball, sobbing.

    “Alright everyone calm down!” He yelled.

    They all silenced themselves. He walked over to Snow and kneeled down next to him.

    “Shh, it’s okay. You must be Snow.”

    He nodded.

    “So what happened?”

    He lifted his hand, tears in his eye. The flame appeared in his palm again.

    “I see what everyone was bonkers about now.”

    He stood up.

    “It’s okay everybody. It’s just a misunderstanding.”

    “Misunderstanding?” Someone yelled.

    “Yes a misunderstanding.”

    He kneeled down next to Snow once again.

    “Snow, I’m sorry, but we’ll have to send you back home till we figure something out.”

    “That’s okay.” He faintly smiled.

    He was back home, laying in bed.

    The door opened.

    “Hey Snow.”

    He looked over at Sarah.

    “Hey Sarah.”

    She sat down on the bed.

    “I’m sorry what happened today.”
“It’s fine.”

    “I brought you a sandwich.” She faintly smiled setting the plate on the nightstand.

    “I’m not really hungry.” He stared blankly.

    “Are you alright Snow?”

    He laid there for a second, before sitting up and hugging her.

    “Not at all!”

    “Snow, you’re colder than usual!”

    He sobbed into her shirt.

    “You get much colder when you’re sad, don’t you?

    He nodded, tears in his eye.

    “Don’t worry, it’ll get better soon.”

    He wiped his tears with his hand.

    “Do you really think so?”

    She nodded.

    He smiled and hugged her.

    He had been laying in bed for hours. It was now 9:00 in the afternoon. He woke up. Something wasn’t right. It was pitch black. His hair was once again re and black. He felt the urge to kill. He smiled insanely. His door was cracked open. He walked towards it and opened it. He peeked into Sarah’s room. Asleep and peaceful. He tiptoed to the bed and looked at her, the twisted smile still on his face.

    “Sarah. Sarah. Sarah.” He chanted, getting louder and louder.

    She woke up.

    “What are you doing up, Snow?”

    He held out his hand, a much larger flame than usual bursting from his hand.

    “Having fun.”

    She gave a look of terror.

    “Goodbye Sarah.”

    He set her on fire.

    “Why Snow?!” She screamed in pain.

    He quickly ran to his room packing his things before the fire spread. He grabbed his suitcase and unlocked Snap’s cage. He put on a trenchcoat that was blue and white, but when he put it on, it turned red and black. Snap perched onto his shoulder. The fire started to spread. He ran out of the house. He ran into a nearby forest. He stopped and looked back at the flaming house, before continuing running deeper into the forest.

    He had been walking for an hour. His hair turned back to normal, along with his coat. He fell to his knees, sobbing in the soft snow.

    “What have I done, Snap?”

    The crow cawed.

    He started to hear ringing in his ears.

    He looked up, his face soon became terrified.

    It was the figure, from the other night. Tall and slender, wearing a suit, no face. He looked at Snow with his nonexistent eyes. Snow wasn’t sure what to do.The figure outstretched his hand, waiting for Snow to take it. Snow sat there, deciding if he should take his hand or not. He hesitantly took his hand.

    The ringing stopped.


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