• She stumbled out of the forest, alone. She swallowed the air that she tried to breathe, thought it didn't come easily. She could see her breath coming out of her gently, it hurt to breathe. In a field of white snow lay drops of blood around her. She continued to take steps and finally fell underneath two trees that touched branches.

    She laid on her back in the cold unforgiving snow. Though she thanked it for it stopping the bleeding, and keeping her numb. Her bare arms were slowing losing feeling, at this point, she didn't care. The sky was gently falling on her face.

    Everything was disappearing, she's never to be seen again. Her heart was beating slowly. The memories she kept in her mind were worth nothing.

    She prayed to herself, whispering to her God. The world was ending in her eyes, and nothing could be said. She would be dreaming off the pain soon. He would be here soon.

    The seraphs above laughed and the wind picked up. The will envy her soon though, for they never seen love. But her knight she was waiting for, died inside the forest she stumbled from.
    God had chosen his wrath for her.