CooldSorrow moved her figure around within the high level of snow that expanded upon the wide back garden of Father's home trudging through as her lithe figure, tucked into thick leggings and a knee length skirt and boots, reinforced to try and keep all of the snow out of them. She wore a thick black coat that was down past her waist with soft white fur lining the inside of it, and around the hem and cuff, the hood was pulled up over the top of her head, and one of Greed's fluffy scarf's where wrapped tightly about her neck, so she could nuzzle the end of her face under it.
At that moment, she was struggling to roll around a big snow ball, planning on making a snow man out of it, but being a rather, weak minded girl, there was constant belief that she should just give up it wouldn't have been much good straightening up as her hands pressed against the rounded ball, plumes of breath falling into the air as she squinted her tired eyes up at the morning sun that struggled through whi
New lifeSorrow offered very little with words, but her body language had said it all. Her rough time sleeping through the night had meant that her times had been completely turned in its head, finding that she was nodding away during the daylight hours rather than that of the midnight. Slowly curling her fragile fingertips into a fist as she rubbed the corners of her deep purple eyes, looking around the wide room from her bed far from the window. She could hear the sounds of her other adopted siblings down the hall, making enough noises to disturb even the most decent of sleepers.
So all into account, what ever little sleep she was going to get was out of the question with the noise, throwing back the dark thick quilt, she threw her legs over the edge of the bed, long black night dress working around her ankles as the sleeves where ever so slightly too long for her arms, covering toward her knuckles as opposed to the wrist, crème ribbons wound in and out of the lace that decorated the out