Timeless Decisions

Break Down

Red gently laid Morgian down, her tears no longer flowing as she came to terms with the severity of their situation. She had realized something profound in those final moments with him: she loved him, deeply and unconditionally. The weight of that realization settled heavily on her heart, and she could no longer afford to remain paralyzed by grief.

In her panic, Red's eyes darted around the room, searching for Chloe, but the space was empty. "Chloe?!" she called out desperately, her voice trembling with urgency. There was no answer, and Red's frustration grew as she stood up and turned around to look at Blanc.

The sight that greeted her was haunting. Blanc stood like a cold, unfeeling statue, her white and black hair contrasting starkly against the lifeless form of her son. Her eyes were fixated on Morgian, their usual warmth replaced by a chilling, unblinking gaze.

Red's heart sank as she saw Blanc's expression, a mix of frozen detachment and a hint of something else, something almost unreadable. The sight of her son's lifeless body seemed to shatter Blanc's stoic façade. Suddenly, the facade of calm broke, and Blanc's emotions exploded.

She screamed, a primal, anguished sound that filled the room, echoing off the walls with a heart-wrenching intensity. Her fingers tangled in her hair as she fell to the ground, her entire body shaking with the force of her grief. The coldness in her eyes was replaced by raw, burning agony, as if the pain inside her was finally breaking free from its confinement.

Blanc's scream was a haunting sound of utter despair, a cry that seemed to come from the very depths of her soul. She clutched at the ground, her cries mingling with her sobs, each breath a struggle as she tried to reconcile the reality of her actions with the image of her son before her. The coldness that had taken over her heart was now melting away under the intense heat of her sorrow and regret.

Blanc's world shattered in an instant. As she stood frozen, her eyes locked onto Morgian's lifeless body sprawled on the cold floor, an icy tendril of fear coiled around her heart. The sight before her was too much to bear, too unreal. Her son, the boy she had nurtured and loved, now lay still and unmoving. The reality of what she had done began to seep into her consciousness, and it was as if the ground beneath her feet had crumbled away, leaving her in a void of despair.

The first pang of panic hit her with such force that it took her breath away. Her chest tightened, and her breaths came in sharp, ragged gasps. The room seemed to shrink around her, closing in with a suffocating intensity. Her vision blurred as tears welled in her eyes, distorting the already nightmarish scene. Each beat of her heart felt like a drum against the walls of her ribcage, a constant, painful reminder of the reality she was trying to escape.

Blanc's hands flew to her face, clawing at her skin as if she could tear away the horror with her own fingers. She tried to steady herself, but her legs felt weak, as if they were made of jelly. Her feet stumbled over each other as she moved, her steps erratic and unsteady. The world around her spun, and she fell to her knees, her body trembling uncontrollably. The panic that had gripped her was overwhelming, rendering her unable to think clearly, to make sense of anything.

In her frantic state, Blanc scrambled to her feet and staggered towards the far side of the room, her mind racing through a chaotic whirlwind of thoughts. She could not understand how this had happened, how everything had unraveled so quickly. Her eyes darted from Morgian's still form to the room around her, seeking an explanation, a way to undo the catastrophe she had unleashed. Her breaths came in short, sharp bursts, and she could feel her heart pounding in her throat, threatening to choke her.

The denial was the next stage of her turmoil. Blanc's mind fought against the brutal reality of her situation. "This isn't real," she whispered repeatedly, her voice a trembling echo of her fear. "This can't be happening." She tried to convince herself that it was all a terrible dream, that Morgian would open his eyes and everything would be as it had been before. Her heart desperately clung to the hope that somehow, this nightmare could be reversed, that Morgian could be brought back to life.