-Drew's POV-𝐖𝐡𝐲? A small voice in me questioned
𝐖𝐡𝐲. It groveled through my mind as I fell deeper down. Down from heaven's gates, down I fell from the stairwell. It was getting darker and darker as I fell from grace. I could see the spiral of the stairwell. The light above me was fading. Like i was being sucked into a black hole.
𝐖𝐡𝐲! It screamed.
W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿h̶̯̰̝̻̿̓͢y̯̤͑́́̓́!W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿H̶̪͍̒ͥ͑̓Y̵̷̛̤͍̅́̕W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿H̶̪͍̒ͥ͑̓Y̵̷̛̤͍̅́̕W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿H̶̪͍̒ͥ͑̓Y̵̷̛̤͍̅́̕W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿H̶̪͍̒ͥ͑̓Y̵̷̛̤͍̅́̕W̸͈ͯ̾̒̿H̶̪͍̒ͥ͑̓Y̵̷̛̤͍̅́̕! Its voice pounded in my ears, causing an irreversible migraine to hit me.
𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!? I screamed toward heaven's pearly gates. my chest heaved, it was like I was having a panic attack-. But I knew I was already dead and heading toward hell. Maybe it was the paramedics trying to resuscitate me. Or some random person who found my body and was trying to.Either way-
I̶̴̗̗̦͍ͨͭ̉͢͟'m̶̷͔ͪ̽͡ n̷̶̯͉̊̽̐ͦ͘ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚t̴͕͖͓̀ r̶̷̲͍̭͐̾̀͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞d̸̡̩͍̔ͥ͜y̯̤͑́́̓́ t̴͕͖͓̀ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚ g̴̶̛̮̣͙͠ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚.! It cried.
𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞! I reached toward the light-
-Tartaglia's POV-
Snezhnaya's consistent yet unyielding weather coated my ginger hair. I sighed in bliss, as I ran a hand through my short choppy locks. The feeling of soft snowflakes falling down from its tussled out waves and down onto my face where it felt like a soft kiss from the Tstrista herself.
I had missed my home. No matter how cold or how deadly it is. It was still the place of my roots, the tree I had been raised in had stuck deep into the archon of cryo's land; making it impossible to abandon.
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