Crimson on White by Kirsty R-D.
Crimson on White Thick, scarlet liquid trickled onto the frozen blanket of white. Ice became water as hot blood swirled in the dusty flakes. Tendrils of ruby reached out into the endless white, grasping for freedom; praying that if they unfurled their copper coils just enough there might be an excuse to hope. Stark and contrasting; the ruby poured itself into the snow, mixing in a deadly dance of blood and water, There would be no escaping the icy clutches of the chalky, boundless expanse. Not Today. Not ever. Mary Ann pulled her fur coat tighter around her shivering body, her breaths crystallising as they left her mouth. The faint remnants of a Michael Jackson song echoed in her ears from a bar down the street. The sun, having set long ago, had left not even a dash of its legacy behind and Mary Ann felt persisted by the dark. The clouds had created a shield against any small beam of light, extinguishing the stars and banishing the moon. Streetlights emitted their feeble impr