She sits and thinks to herself, " This is it?"

That this is all that's left of her so called "Life". She wilts and slowly lays down. Staring blankly at the sky, she trembles.

"No tears.", she whispers to herself.

The snow stops drifting and the fire continues. Too far from her to burn her but close enough to feel the heat.

She finds no comfort from it and smiles; distraught. The deadness she felt mirrors the dullness in her eyes.

"Good bye, I love you."

A whimper breaks the silence for a brief moment. She glares and forces the whimpers a way with a grimace.

"Good night, I'm sorry."

She pauses waiting- almost hoping for a response; a sound but found none and continued.

"Good morning, I forgive you."

She pauses again; still nothing.

"Hello, I miss you."

-The End-