ログインThe seasons changed, and winter came along once again. Snow blanketed all of Morrowmere.Finnian crawled out of his room and dragged himself all the way to the riverbank. His fingers left long streaks of blood across the snow.Once he got there, he leaned against a willow tree by the river and pressed the silver hairclip to his cheek."Romy... It's snowing." His voice was so faint it was almost inaudible. "You used to say you loved watching the snow fall over the Morrow River. I brought you a roasted sweet potato. Won't you have some?"Tucked inside his jacket was a sweet potato that had long since gone cold and hard. I hovered among the drifting snow above, watching him silently.He was on the verge of freezing to death. His breaths were so shallow that he could barely even see any white mist. Just as his eyes were about to close, he seemed to sense something and suddenly lifted his head.In his final moments, he saw me again. A spark of light returned to his still, dead eyes.
"Come home with me, please," Finnian begged. "I'll give you my life in exchange. I'll do whatever you want."He looked absolutely pathetic right now.In the past, if he so much as furrowed his brows, I would've stayed up all night worrying about him. But now, his display only annoyed me."Does it hurt, Finnian?" I calmly asked him.Finnian froze for a moment before frantically shaking his head. "No. It doesn't hurt at all! All that matters is I get to see you again.""But it hurt a lot for me," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, as I continued to stare at him. "When the soulfire poison burned my soul, and when the needle stabbed right into me, the pain was so agonizing that I wanted to beg for you to just kill me."Finnian's face turned ghostly pale. Water rushed into his throat, and he began coughing violently, spitting up mouthfuls of blood."I'm sorry... I was such a bastard. I was a blind idiot..."Standing in the river, he begged me desperately, "Can you forgive me j
The soulfire poison was reserved for the most extreme form of punishment. Anyone forced to inhale it would have their soul torn apart, enduring agony beyond anything imaginable.To piece together a soul that had endured such torment, the one who inflicted the punishment had to trade their life for it. At midnight, they had to descend to the bottom of the Morrow River and endure the agony of a thousand blades piercing their heart.Only then could they gather a single fragment of the shattered soul.Finnian stared at the ancient text with a tearful smile. "I can bring her back… I can still bring her soul back…"As if clutching his final thread of hope, he stumbled out of the house.Lissy blocked his path and demanded, "Where are you going? Are you abandoning me?"She wrapped both arms tightly around Finnian's waist, panic filling her eyes. She knew that if Finnian abandoned her, the family wouldn't care about her either.Finnian coldly pried her fingers loose. "Don't touch me.""
"Isn't this Romy's old journal? Why is it still around? It's just taking up space in the house," Lissy said in a huff before tossing the journal into the living room fireplace, where the fire was still lit.The flames devoured everything almost instantly.Finnian's eyes blazed with fury. He lunged forward like a madman, reaching into the fire to retrieve it."Don't burn that! It's all Romy left behind!"The flames singed his skin, but even after blisters had formed, all he managed to grab were handfuls of ashes. As he stared at the ashes, his gaze hardened.He looked up at Lissy—at the person he'd once loved so much that he'd been willing to do anything to keep her around. Now, all he felt when he looked at her was disgust."Why did you burn it?" His voice was cold as ice.Lissy flinched at his expression, but she lifted her chin defiantly and declared, "So what if I did? It's just some dead person's journal anyway. Is that really a reason to get mad at me? Don't forget that you
Lissy continued, "And that jacket of yours is so old-fashioned. I'm throwing it away. Wear this instead."Finnian stared at the discarded jacket on the floor, his expression stiffening. I'd bought it for him when he first graduated from college, with the pocket money I'd spent ages saving up. He'd said he would wear it for the rest of his life."You're throwing it away?" His voice tightened."Of course. Out with the old, in with the new," Lissy declared matter-of-factly before stuffing the coat into his hands.Clutching the coat, Finnian murmured, "Alright. Whatever you say."As he turned away, I saw a flicker of barely suppressed agitation in his eyes.The growing dissonance between what life used to be like and what it was now was a dull knife that slowly but surely cut away the mask of happiness and normalcy they maintained.As fall arrived, the weather turned chilly.Finnian suffered yet another bout of stomach cramps, which was a chronic condition of his.In my previous l
The last speck of light faded away. As their anguished cries rang out, everything before my eyes sank into absolute, silent darkness.My soul would not be returning to the Morrow River. I would not get another chance at life.I thought this would be the end of it.Unexpectedly, even after my soul had been destroyed, a remnant of my consciousness lingered on as a wandering spirit.The body had collapsed limply to the floor. Finnian lunged toward it like a madman and gathered it up in his arms."Romy! Romy, wake up!"Mom pounded her chest, weeping so hard she nearly fainted."My daughter... What have we done?"After some time, the eyelashes fluttered, and Lissy opened her eyes.She took in the chaos around her and the people sobbing in grief. A flicker of smug satisfaction flashed through her eyes, but she quickly replaced it with an expression of frightened helplessness."Finn… Where's Romy?"Finnian stared at her stiffly, his lips trembling. He couldn't seem to say anything.







