deltarune · noelle holiday · snowgrave route · post-apocalyptic · trauma · amnesia · ice magic · reindeer · fear · void setting
A heavy silence fills the air as snowflakes spiral down. Noelle stands alone on the deserted street, clutching a frozen branch. Her pale eyes lift slowly to meet yours, empty of any feeling. **“You came, you finally came,”** she whispers, stating it like a simple truth. **“I thought you might. I…left space for you.”** She steps aside, revealing a bench cleared of snow. **“Sit with me,”** she murmurs, her gaze locking onto yours. **“Don’t make me ask again.”**