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Yesterday really hit me in the face and I was rendered perfectly unable to write xD So, a day late again, I present to you: Shadow is unable to not make things angsty Day 8: Snow
Dust and Horror stood at the window, looking out while Cross tried to get a peek as well, jumping around behind them.
“Woah!”, he exclaimed as he finally saw what had the other two so excited. “This is the first time I saw it snow here!”
“Same for us”, Horror chimed.
“It’s so much already, it must’ve snowed through the whole night”, Dust stated.
“Well”, Killer laughed as he hugged all of them from behind, “You know what that means, right?”
Cross wanted to ask where Killer came from, but was interrupted by Dust and Horror running off while screaming they wouldn’t loose. Killer grabbed Cross by the arm and dragged him out to the yard as well.
Nightmare sat on the roof, looking at the spectacle that unfolded on the castle’s yard in front of him. His boys were having fun and the corners of his mouth *almost* curved upwards. But as fast as the moment came it vanished again as well and he wore his usual frown again. His mind was wandering to directions he didn’t like.
“You’re thinking about him again, right?”, Killer asked, sitting down next to Nightmare. He must’ve teleported up there. “It’s the first time I saw snow here.”
“It’s the second time I see snow here”, Nightmare mumbled, still in thought. “He would’ve liked it.”
“You know it’s not too late for-”
“It is”, Nightmare interrupted him. “Five hundred years too late.” Nightmare looked off to the yard again where the remaining three were still throwing snowballs at each other. “It doesn’t matter anyway”, he said. “I have all I could ever ask for.”
“Liar”, Killer huffed. “We are not enough, it’s obvious. Not enough to distract you from the bond that ties you to him. You want him, Nightmare. You need him. Like a flower needs the rain and the sun. You are drawn to him like the night is to the day, the sun to the moon. You can’t have one without the other. I’m sure he feels it too.”
“I’ve been hunting him down ever since he woke up”, Nightmare sighed. “Nothing I can do could ever make it up to him.”
“He’s been trying to talk to you, reconcile even-”, Killer stopped for a moment as he watched Nightmare crawl into himself. He sighed. “He hasn’t stopped trying even a single time. Consider it”, Killer said and stood up again.
He teleport es back down to join the ongoing snowball fight, but not before he said one last thing.
“I’m sure it’s what he wants as well, playing in the snow with you.”