Looping Over Feeling

Sunset stood in the snowfield. The town was blanketed in white, consumed by a snowstorm. Tears were frozen on her face. A tinkling of bells signified Krampus’s presence even though she couldn’t see him.

“...I’m sorry,” Sunset whispered. “I’m—!” The final words were drowned by sobs.

“Merry Hearth’s Warming, Sunset,” Krampus said.

The snow drowned the rest of the area out.