Once it was winter. Cold and reckless, unforgiving and cruel, a mixture of pleasure and pain for the wolves of Elysium. Especially Glitchtrap…

Though today, today it was not as such, today it was warm and inviting…

How strange…

His senses were filled with the aroma of sweet things, flowers, things he didn’t know the origin of, and in the warmth of the sunlight the boy started to follow whatever it was that was producing these inviting scents…

Soon that beautiful scent was mixed in with something darker and deeper, something forbidden and decaying… He shuddered as the mixture of those scents wafted and swirled in his brain like chemicals and he bit his lip as he continued forward into the frey of flowers.

But those flowers, they were not something bright and vibrant like he had expected. No they were frozen and delicate… Ice roses surrounded him and then he piqued back to attention… He was not alone…

That scent of decay and… Smoke...

Fucking smoke!

And then his brain panicked. Letting out a fear ridden squeal he spun on his tiptoes and faced the woman who was reaching out towards one of those frozen flowers, He reeled on his heels and stumbled backwards into one of those things that was so captivating to that pretty woman.

He scrambled on his feet and rolled head over heels straight into one of them, sending it shattering as he rolled and spun trying to regain his balance in the icy conditions that those blooms were living in.