split second
Story: Wildfrost+
Author: Chibi
Color: Red (Blood red)
Supplies and Styles: Eraser, Chiaroscuro, Mosaic (Wildfrost), Diptych, Postcard
Note: an alternate version of the snow angels' ending
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there's suicide in it
Snowshine's eyes snapped back from snow white to hazel the moment her own sword tore into her chest.
"What..." She mumbled, the ghost of her words slipping from her mouth. "... What have I done?"
Fuzzy memories... Seeing an angel... Walking a path...
Blood. So much blood. Her clothes and sword red with blood.
"What have I done?!" She yelled to the angels. "What- What have you made me do?!"
The angels stood silent.
"What..." When was the last time she ate? Slept? She could remember drinking some pinkberry juice, but that was it.
She remembered thinking she would die back then.
She wished she really did.
The world was fading to black- fuzzy- she was falling face down on the damned snow- an angel grabbed her sword and-
Against her freed will, Snowshine became one with snow.

The girl.
Stabs herself in the chest
(with a bloodied blade)
and regrets it instantly.
(how funny)
(how foolish)
give your life to us
give your soul to us
bind yourself to us
now you're one of us
useless resistance
often blossoms at the end
you're not the first one
to regret
girl
and you won't be the last

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That recontextualizes EVERYTHING in a great way.
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