No crunch occured from Valentine's glass-covered feet as the snow drifted in the air with the wind. The trees burning his skin with their cold bite only howled towards his presence.
He sighed with a white breath, "Ugh...her..." His eyes, glazed with the white snow, only stared forward, never moving. A glass rod moved towards the ground, only dragging towards the front of him.
His voice was low, and a tad groggy as his back hit a tree trunk. "Ungh..."
He sighed with a white breath, "Ugh...her..." His eyes, glazed with the white snow, only stared forward, never moving. A glass rod moved towards the ground, only dragging towards the front of him.
His voice was low, and a tad groggy as his back hit a tree trunk. "Ungh..."