Overture Downs the sun will come out tomorrow..

She did not hear his mocking, or his hiss. She did not hear anything, and if she had it was the blood pumping through her veins. Her body fell from his grasp and fell to the snow, staining it's pure color into a deep red. Just beyond her lied the herbs she originally traveled here to find; and with them, the remaining shred of her pride. 

<3 thanks for the thread