Her eyes gleamed as delicate snowflakes fell and touched her skin with feather-like softness. A pale hand lifted and brushed a light brown lock away from her face, tucking it behind her right ear.
"It's okay. I understand now," She whispers into the howling wind. "I've done too much damage. Hurt so many people. I understand."
Snow drifts down, and dances around her face, and her ice blue eyes lighten as she watches what she thinks is the most beautiful thing in the world.
"I'm not sorry." She says, and the winds quieten, trying to hear her last, barely audible words. "I can't be." And then she repeats for the third and final time; "I understand,"
When the snow cleared and the winds ceased howling, she went with them.
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So I'm not sure about this, and if I keep it I have to directions it could go in, but what do you think of this?
