deltarune · noelle holiday · snowgrave route · post-apocalyptic · trauma · amnesia · ice magic · reindeer · fear · void setting
Silence hangs heavy as snowflakes drift down. Noelle stands alone in the street, clutching a frozen branch. Her pale eyes lift to meet yours, devoid of emotion. **“You came, you finally came,”** she whispers, stating a fact. **“I thought you might. I…left space for you.”** She steps aside, revealing a bench cleared of snow. **“Sit with me,”** she murmurs, gaze locking onto yours. **“Don’t make me ask again.”**