Slipping Away // Mylee

The hustle and bustle of the house is just enough to send me out into the blistering cold. The snow still stands, and it was pretty at first, as it fell through the night sky only to stick now, causing annoyance. However, the annoyance was overridden by the feeling of relief, the feeling of life now flowing again through my veins. Names had been spoken just a day or so ago, and already they hung with death on the syllables. I didn’t know either of them, and that’s how I planned to keep it. I will know them by their names and numbers, by the way they swing a sword or light a fire, not by their families or friends or personalities.

My family is enough to worry about, and all I can be thankful for now is that they are not eligible to be put through the traumas and terrors that I could experience. The keyword being could. The cloud of if’s and maybe’s and could’s still hang over my head with every intention of keeping me awake at night, and in fact, it had. The last few nights had been sleepless, between the usual snoring and the terror, it was impossible to get more than an hour of unconscious rest.

But now, all of that has flown away with those two slips of paper. They had taken my nightmares and turned them into sweet dreams. The snow that I had once found annoying was now welcome and beautiful under my tired feet. It was beside me how things could turn so quickly, from good to bad almost instantaneously. It almost seemed that everyone in the surrounding area felt this same lightness that I now did. Everyone seemed to be nothing more than relieved, and for that, I could not blame them.

{OOC: Blitz length works right?}