Dying in the Snow.

"Dying in the Snow" is a poignant and evocative short story based on the popular series Attack on Titan. It delves into the depths of human emotion, exploring themes of longing.

As I lie on the cold forest floor the trees looking larger than they actually are, the cold snow gently falling on top of me like a blanket. I can't move my body paralyzed from falling from the very same trees I'm stuck looking at till I die. I can feel the hot tears streaming down my face like a river flowing in the mountains. I don't know why I'm crying, is it because I'm dying or maybe it's that I'll never see those astonishing teal-green eyes I love oh so much. Your stunning dark chocolate colored hair, your lightly sun kissed skin is like a golden marshmallow. I wish I could see you one last time, but I'll die here alone never to see you again. I'll die under this blanket of cold, not just the cold of the snow but the cold of being alone in my last moments on this earth. My head feels clouded. I can barely think straight. Is this really how I die from falling out of a tree not being eaten alive by the monsters that plague the earth? I guess I can't complain this is much gentler and weirdly calming. (Eren) why is your name popping into my head now out of all times why now? "I'm sorry I couldn't fight harder for you for humanity.". I want to get up, I want to fight, I don't want to die like this. I can't die like this, not without a fight, not without trying to live. It's ironic I never tried to live when I had the chance, I didn't see the point but now that I'm dying, I want to live but it's not even for me. It's almost funny. I don't even want to live for myself but for you just to see you one last time is all I ask for. You wouldn't roll over and die, you would fight until you had no fight left in you. That's just the type of person you are �" determined, stubborn, strong, loyal and, most of all, brave. You possess all of these qualities and more. While I, on the other hand, am none of that. Perhaps that's why I followed you so blindly, longing to grow and become someone like you. As the weight of my eyelids grows heavier with each passing second, the forest falls into an eerie silence that feels suffocating. "So, this is how it all ends for me, huh? I'm sorry I couldn't be stronger for you in the end." My whispered words blend with the cold, crisp air, lost in the vastness of the snowy landscape. In this frozen solitude, I am consumed by the bitter realization that our story together ends here, amid these towering trees and the icy embrace of the snow. The tears that stain my cheeks are not just from the pain of my impending demise, but also from the ache of knowing that I will never have the chance to see you again, to feel your warmth beside me. The world around me fades into a blur, the contours of reality blurring with my fading consciousness. And as the last remnants of my existence slip away, the only thing that lingers is an insatiable longing �" a yearning for more time, more moments, more shared experiences. But alas, the cruel hand of fate has deemed it otherwise. Our tale concludes with this frozen tableau, leaving behind an echoing emptiness, a void that can never be filled. And though I depart from this realm, the imprint of our connection remains, an ethereal thread that binds our souls across the expanse of eternity. The End <3

Author's Note

I just wanted to take a moment to thank each and every one of you for taking the time to read my story, 'Dying in the Snow.' Your support and appreciation mean the world to me, and I'm thrilled that you enjoyed it.
I wanted to share a quick note about the story. While I love that it has inspired some of you, I kindly ask that you respect my work and refrain from reposting it on any platform without giving proper credit. I've put a lot of work into crafting this story, and it would mean a lot if you could acknowledge my efforts if you decide to incorporate elements from it into your own work.
Remember, creativity thrives when we collaborate and support each other. So, if you find my story inspiring and wish to use certain aspects in your writing, please give credit where it's due and acknowledge me as the original author.
Once again, thank you for your understanding and continued support.