The snow world fragment that the captain had brought out to hide them from the head began to slowly disappear after a few hours.
At first, the change was subtle.
The vast red landscape around them began to shrink little by little, as if the world itself was being folded inward by an unseen hand. At the same time, the crimson lands gradually lost their color and slowly turned pale white as soft snow began to fall from the sky.
The transformation spread like frost crawling across glass.
The once blood-red ground was soon covered by a thin white layer. Snowflakes drifted down endlessly, landing on Grey's shoulders, on Roxanne's hair, and on the captain's cloak. Within minutes, their clothes and hair were dusted white, making them appear like silent statues standing in the middle of a frozen meadow.
Above them, the red sky that had once burned like a sea of blood slowly dimmed.
