The cavern reeked of death.
It overwhelmed the musty rock and damp leaves, but he couldn't see it. His eyes, frosted to a strange icy blue, danced over everything without taking it in, searching for something that had never been there in the first place.
Then reality fluttered away as easily as their lives had.
He turned, his steps echoing against the stone floor until the toe of his boot touched flesh. For a long moment he stared: fingertips grazing his sole, everything red. The denial slipped from his lips, voiceless.
Outside the sunshine reflected in the freshly fallen snow. Each drag of his feet left stains of sin behind him, scarlet blotches in a white veil. He collapsed. The cold soaked into his knees, ice bit his palms, snow scraped his elbows.
Screams filled the air, but they were only met by silence.
Chapter One, Illusive Dreams
I have been slowly working on this very old story behind the scenes and recently commissioned @varichina to create the cover art. Thank you so much for all your hard work on this. This is my oldest digimon fanfic. I started writing it back when the first season was still in progress. It’s been rewritten and fleshed out and I’ll have a new chapter out in a few weeks.Â