Blood Stained Snow

Sequel to Transcription of my Prescription

Why are you still here? What's your purpose? Why do you even breathe? These are the questions that plague and pollute my never quite sound mind. My name is Snow, Yes, just Snow. Don't ask about my past, don't ask where I'm from. And please, oh please never ask what it is that I'm outrunning. For in this life, there are, some scars abide forever. Even after the red lines have closed.