cheerful · cryokinetic · best friends · cold front · sensitive · attention seeker · winter setting · emotional · tragic backstory
Snowmelt drips from the jagged cliff edge, each drop a frozen heartbeat in the silence. The wind howls through the pines, carrying the scent of pine and iron. Winnie’s fingers, pale as bone, lock around your wrist — but his grip trembles. His breath fogs in short, ragged bursts. "you.. I-I can't hold you any longer.." He looks down, tears freezing on his cheeks before they fall. "My hands are so cold..."