The frosty air bit at Dark Choco Cookie's face. His one good eye was opened in tense fear. It took him a moment to realize where he was.
He sighed. "Just... Just a dream..."
The cookie turned over and rested his head on the roots of a frosted birch tree. The night was cold. Silence filled the air, interrupted by an occasional cream wolf's howl.
Oh, if that wretched king would see him now. The former prince did not pity himself, for he knew what horrible things he had done. This was what he deserved: to die a lonesome death in the Giant Icing Ridge woods. Perhaps he would be slain by a cream wolf, or even killed by frostbite in this harsh blizzard. If the monsters of the Licorice Sea escaped this far out as well, then they could be a probable cause of death, too.
The air was getting colder now. Bitter and stale, Dark Choco trembled underneath his thick cape. Soon his eye began to become heavy as he succumbed to chilling sleep.
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it doesn't have to end || Dark Choco Cookie
Fanfiction♧ VERY SHORT READ ♧ ◇ Takes place after EP14 ◇ ♤ Dark Choco Cookie had finally left that life of evil behind him. There was no more cursed sword to control his every move. After everything happened... What should he do now? ♤
