<sup>Letifer follows their lead though the storm was worsening her situation of beeing the weakest. She suddenly stopps and holds up her muzzle in the air. A small flake touched her nose.
"Look a snowflake!" she yells and formed a little grin on her cheek.
Lainess has stopped now too, watching Letifer with a sad expression.
"Honey, this is no snow...it's ash. From bodies."
Now even Pitch has stopped and watches Letifer.
Slowly realizing she lowers her head, the grin was gone.
"This is why it doesn't melt" she says and suddenly she felt the reality struck her again.
The following silence of the three is swallowed by the sound of the storm.
They all want to pretend.

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This pic was done in oC. I had this pic in my head the whole day and when I tried to draw it oC crashed. I tried to repair but I have to install a trial verson on my laptop. Luckily I have the original still on the other laptop which was used the whole day by my sister.
This picture was done pretty fast and is not meant to be overgood looking. In fact I like it's unperfectness.

I dunno if you get the meaning but I'm a pretender. Yes. Mostly I live in a perfect world and never get harm from anyone.
But sometimes reality hits me in my face.
And I still pretend. I wish I didn't know what humanity is in real life. What humans are in real life. What life is in real life.
I still hope for snow.

I love you!

art©*dead-dance-crow
chars©to their respective owners
Edit: Pitch wasn't rly coverd by the storm...