Dark sky and cold winds, winter is often depicted as the season of dread and melancholy. Animals are hibernating doing their best to survive for another day hoping the storm will pass, snow slowly falling from the sky shrouding the earth in white.

A pure white canvas, a blank slate, a simple attempt at covering the mistakes of man.

Trees standing devoid of leaves a husk of its former self evoking a sense of emptiness and lost, plants seize their growth, cold harsh winds blowing each night as if to purify the earth.

It is no wonder why winter is the season of death.

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The sound of bells ringing reverberating in my eardrums, people continuously walking in the streets taking step after step seemingly afraid of what might happen if they stand still.

They walked as if inside a swamp, trying their best to move and not get stuck in its dark depths, afraid that it might swallow them.

Sitting on a bench, I continued to observe and watch my surroundings. As if in a trance, my eyes appeared to be covered in mist losing their focus. Everything I saw was blurry, my eyes were covered in a cloak where I can't see what's really in front of me.

The cup of coffee in my hand has grown cold diminishing their purpose of keeping me warm and awake. Still, I took a sip savoring the taste all the while maintaining a withered smile.

'Alright, everything's ready. I should go now'

I stood up and threw the cup in the nearby trashbin a feeble attempt at keeping the place clean. I cleaned my hands with a handkerchief tucked inside my back pocket and pulled my coat closer to block the freezing wind, I've been feeling colder these past few days.

A well known fact, as the NEWS kept on emphasizing another drop in temperature this week. Every breath I puff creates a misty smoke of white.

I head towards the gigantic bridge connecting two cities separated by 2 and a half miles of seawater. The sea breeze blows across my face, the snow combined with the sea winds at night creates an ever stronger gale of frost.

I feel my body stiffening from the shivers. Despite what my body is going through, I kept walking, my mind in a state of unprecedented clarity.

I hear cars zooming past me, leaving me with a tail of light. As the wind catches up, it grazes upon my hair keeping my head cool.

'1... 2... 3... 4-'

I count slowly in my head a vicious reminder of the time I wasted sitting around. I've walked quite a bit reaching the bridge, I see no signs of people walking down the sideways. I moved a bit more, taking ahold of the railings, I set my mind at ease with the piercing cold from the metal.

I kept walking, as slow as it was I continued to move.

.....

It took me a while to reach the bridge's midpoint, identified by the huge tower that's keeping the bridge together with attached wires.

My legs are trembling at this point, I was gasping for air, still I felt myself warming up bringing color to my cheeks. I sat down by the road and watched the occasional cars driving past me.

'After this, there won't be a need for me to worry'

I sat there in a daze, ever thinking, letting my body rest for a few minutes yet taxing my brain just to avoid falling asleep.

Minutes passed and I regained my strength, I proceeded to watch the waves crashing against the rocks supporting the bridge like it wants to topple the infrastructure.

Skipping over the railing, I gazed at the waves rampaging below smashing time and time against the rocks.

Every breath I took was strained, my knees felt like jelly, my heart kept on pounding, my feet growing cold. I slowly let go of the railings, keeping my arms to my sides clenched whilst looking up at the sky releasing the breath I never knew I held in and I leaned forward.

I let myself fall.