Alchemised

by SenLinYu

The world was not supposed to be beautiful any longer. It was supposed to be dead and cold, forever mirroring the misery of Helena’s life. Instead it had moved on, tilting into a new season, and she could not. She was trapped forever in winter, in the season of death.

“You’re like a rose in a graveyard,” he said, and his lips twisted into a bitter smile. “I wonder what you could have turned into without the war.”

“Every time you asked, I promised I was yours. Always. There aren’t any exemptions or expiration dates on always.”

I thought that we could suffer enough to earn each other.”