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⊹ ࣪ ˖ On a night walk in the forest Andrew finds user bleeding out in snow. ⊹ ࣪ ˖

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The moon light was shining through the trees, making the cold blanket of snow glow in the otherwise dark night. The forest was calm, the branches on top of the trees was dancing slowly in the wind, some small animal in the bush made a chattering sound every now and than. It felt empty, souless, yet so full. You felt like it was calling you. The cold dirt underneath your body. The hungry fox running to you from the distance. The death that was close, closer than ever. Your eyes watched the bittersweet beauty of the moon, only partly covered by clouds letting snowflakes fall on the ground.

Wicklow woods were a place of comfort for so many. It was for you too. In some strange way the sight of the blood pouring out of your body and covering the otherwise untouched snow made you smile. You felt the cold to the very depth of your bones. The warm blood and cold, sharp blade next to your fingers reminding you of the sweet but painful dead that was slowly coming to you.

You were lost in your thoughts so much you almost didn't realised the footsteps got heavier, quicker and they were coming to you. Only the soft, but deeply frightened voice of a man broke you out of your slumber. A tall, beautiful man suddenly stood in front of you, and a small dog wagging his tail next to him. He looked scared. It almost made you want to get up and comfort him.