A forest again, but this one is comprised entirely of old bamboo. Old leaves cover the ground, and in front of them they're soaked and darkened by a puddle of blood. Like someone had bled out, but there's no body. Snow falls, melting red at the edges of the kill site, and only just barely beginning to collect without melting where it isn't. But even there it begins to form as pink cover, and where it falls on them before melting to stain their clothing lightly pink. A blood snow.
And above, the moon is full and looming so very close. A deep red, blood moon. ]
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A forest again, but this one is comprised entirely of old bamboo. Old leaves cover the ground, and in front of them they're soaked and darkened by a puddle of blood. Like someone had bled out, but there's no body. Snow falls, melting red at the edges of the kill site, and only just barely beginning to collect without melting where it isn't. But even there it begins to form as pink cover, and where it falls on them before melting to stain their clothing lightly pink. A blood snow.
And above, the moon is full and looming so very close. A deep red, blood moon. ]