Crimson Wish

Prologue

As crimson snow falls on her, I watch and wait for her body warmth to melt it. Minutes and hours have passed, still I wait for the crimson snow to melt, yet my efforts have been futile. Surrounded my crimson, covered in crimson, burried in crimson. Both of us did not expect that this day would be like this, filled with much sadness and misery. The only regret I have now is that I haven't told her everything, that I am sorry, that I didn't mean to hurt her, that for a long time I have loved her. But now, crimson is her color, pale is her skin, cold is her hand, and despair is in the air around me. Before my story ever began, an end has already hit me...