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Before the tragic events that led to her now current life, Vivaldi lived a very peaceful and very promising life. Born into a rich family and surrounded by people who cherished her deeply her life was perfect.

However as she got older her parents had put her into an arranged marriage in the fall with a man who was slightly two years older than her. Most women her age would hate things such as arranged marriage’s, however Vivaldi did not, for she in fact fell in love with the man.

The announcement of their marriage date was to be in the spring, however many events transpiring between the announcement of their eventual marriage and before the marriage could even take place became the downfall of their love life together.

Despite her love for the man the two would constantly get into arguments, some being very petty and unneeded which were caused by her fiancé. And after words he would leave in the night, sometimes leaving and coming back the next day. Sometimes leaving and not coming back after a few days, sometimes the days would grow longer after each night he would leave.

What made matters worse for the two is when Vivaldi found out she could not bare children, causing a distraught between the two and another argument once again. This caused her to fear that their soon-to-be marriage would be doomed, but she had a small hope that everything would be alright. Though this led to her gaining a paranoia that he would abandon her.

However the very break of their relationship came on one night, the two went to a party arranged by the two's families. The ground covered in a light snow as talk of a snow storm was going around with the many other guests.

At the party the two had indeed gone together, however once arriving the two parted and Vivaldi was left alone most of the night. Conversing with the many people there she spotted her fiancé with an unknown woman, the two both dressed in their coats and were leaving out the back door.

Confused Vivaldi followed them out the back door and into the manors garden, stopping the two she questioned her fiancé on what exactly he was doing. However the mysterious woman answered for him, stating that the two were lovers and that he was leaving her so that the two could be together. As well as stating that she was baring his child.

Vivaldi, in a sudden shock and with a look of absolute horror couldn’t believe was she was hearing. Her body giving out as she fell to her knees, on the brink of tears she began yelling out to her fiancé as she begged him to tell her the truth. That this was all some sort of mistake or just some twisted joke, however her questions were only met with a cold stare as he quietly stated that he could no longer love her. His answer as sharp as knife as his words cut her heart into pieces.

Breaking down she couldn’t help but cry into her gloved hands, muffling yells that this was all a lie. The other woman however didn’t care for the ‘pathetic display’ Vivaldi was showing, grabbing her new lover by the arm the two turned around and began to walk away from Vivaldi.

Looking up from her hands she could only watch as her lover began to leave her, all her nightmares coming true as she felt her life beginning to crumble around her. And suddenly. A sudden glint caught the corner of her eye. The glint of metal.

Turning her head she saw an axe stabbed into a tree stump with several pieces of chopped wood laying on the ground beside it. Staring at it she felt her heart beat begin to quicken, a sudden new emotion began to fill her…rage.

Shakily getting up and wobbly walking over she grabbed the axe feeling a small sly smile form on her lips as cold tears ran down her now pale face. And at that moment everything began to flicker on and off.

Everything she saw was blurry and dark.

Running to catch up to them.

The horrified looks on their faces.

The sounds of screaming and pleas to stop.

And the color red.

Suddenly coming back to a sudden reality she stopped to see what she was doing, her arms raised as she held the axe in her hands, her gloves covered in a wet liquid. Staring down she only saw the now mutilated body of her fiancé, his body chopped and covered in blood, his hand grasping onto her dress before losing it’s grip and dropping to his side. His empty teary eyes only staring blankly back at her.

Staring horrified at what she had done a sudden shriek coming from behind her caused her to jump from her sitting position on top of her now deceased fiancé. The people inside had heard the screaming and had gone to investigate, staring in horror at the scene before them many of the men tried to grab Vivaldi in hopes of restraining her. However before they could she quickly whacked at one of the man's arms, the others stopping and becoming weary.

Scared and fearful at what was to become of her she dropped the axe and quickly began to run away into the snow covered field. The people did run after her but she was still a good few feet away from her, far enough away to where they would not be able to catch up.

And then, the snow storm hit, however she did not stop running. She continued to run despite the storm, but her strides became slower and slower. Until eventual she felt her body grow weak, in an unknown area that she could not identify as the storm grew heavier she felt her legs give out on her.

Her body collapsing as she felt her tear stricken face hit hard onto the cold snowy ground. Her body felt cold and tired, the warmth in her legs beginning to leave her as she felt her breaths become harder to take in and her eyesight fading in and out.

Accepting her fate she stared at her hand, sadly staring at the ring on her finger before closing her eyes and letting everything go dark around her.

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Cold…

Everything felt…cold…

…

Feeling her eyes begin to flutter open Vivaldi awoke to a cloudy sky, slowly taking in her surroundings she questioned what was happening, until flashes of what she had done suddenly came back to her. Quickly sitting up she looked around her she saw she was in an empty clearing, but no snow.

Taking a good look at her appearance only made her sit and stare in silence. Her beautiful blue dress covered in a dark crimson, splatters of it all along the bottom and a single smudged handprint lay on the dulled blue fabric.

Then it hit her. She was dead. Confused and in distraught she began to question to herself: ‘why am I still here?’ ‘Is this heaven?’

Her question however was met with another sudden realization, as if a wall of bricks was hitting her.

This was her hell. Her punishment for her sin, for what she had done. Trapped in the mortal world with no way of being able to obtain peace even in death, and forced to roam the Earth forever alone and broken.

This was her retribution.

Description
Before the tragic events that led to her now current life, Vivaldi lived a very peaceful and very promising life. Born into a rich family and surrounded by people who cherished her deeply her life was perfect.

However as she got older her parents had put her into an arranged marriage in the fall with a man who was slightly two years older than her. Most women her age would hate things such as arranged marriage’s, however Vivaldi did not, for she in fact fell in love with the man.

The announcement of their marriage date was to be in the spring, however many events transpiring between the announcement of their eventual marriage and before the marriage could even take place became the downfall of their love life together.

Despite her love for the man the two would constantly get into arguments, some being very petty and unneeded which were caused by her fiancé. And after words he would leave in the night, sometimes leaving and coming back the next day. Sometimes leaving and not coming back after a few days, sometimes the days would grow longer after each night he would leave.

What made matters worse for the two is when Vivaldi found out she could not bare children, causing a distraught between the two and another argument once again. This caused her to fear that their soon-to-be marriage would be doomed, but she had a small hope that everything would be alright. Though this led to her gaining a paranoia that he would abandon her.

However the very break of their relationship came on one night, the two went to a party arranged by the two's families. The ground covered in a light snow as talk of a snow storm was going around with the many other guests.

At the party the two had indeed gone together, however once arriving the two parted and Vivaldi was left alone most of the night. Conversing with the many people there she spotted her fiancé with an unknown woman, the two both dressed in their coats and were leaving out the back door.

Confused Vivaldi followed them out the back door and into the manors garden, stopping the two she questioned her fiancé on what exactly he was doing. However the mysterious woman answered for him, stating that the two were lovers and that he was leaving her so that the two could be together. As well as stating that she was baring his child.

Vivaldi, in a sudden shock and with a look of absolute horror couldn’t believe was she was hearing. Her body giving out as she fell to her knees, on the brink of tears she began yelling out to her fiancé as she begged him to tell her the truth. That this was all some sort of mistake or just some twisted joke, however her questions were only met with a cold stare as he quietly stated that he could no longer love her. His answer as sharp as knife as his words cut her heart into pieces.

Breaking down she couldn’t help but cry into her gloved hands, muffling yells that this was all a lie. The other woman however didn’t care for the ‘pathetic display’ Vivaldi was showing, grabbing her new lover by the arm the two turned around and began to walk away from Vivaldi.

Looking up from her hands she could only watch as her lover began to leave her, all her nightmares coming true as she felt her life beginning to crumble around her. And suddenly. A sudden glint caught the corner of her eye. The glint of metal.

Turning her head she saw an axe stabbed into a tree stump with several pieces of chopped wood laying on the ground beside it. Staring at it she felt her heart beat begin to quicken, a sudden new emotion began to fill her…rage.

Shakily getting up and wobbly walking over she grabbed the axe feeling a small sly smile form on her lips as cold tears ran down her now pale face. And at that moment everything began to flicker on and off.

Everything she saw was blurry and dark.

Running to catch up to them.

The horrified looks on their faces.

The sounds of screaming and pleas to stop.

And the color red.

Suddenly coming back to a sudden reality she stopped to see what she was doing, her arms raised as she held the axe in her hands, her gloves covered in a wet liquid. Staring down she only saw the now mutilated body of her fiancé, his body chopped and covered in blood, his hand grasping onto her dress before losing it’s grip and dropping to his side. His empty teary eyes only staring blankly back at her.

Staring horrified at what she had done a sudden shriek coming from behind her caused her to jump from her sitting position on top of her now deceased fiancé. The people inside had heard the screaming and had gone to investigate, staring in horror at the scene before them many of the men tried to grab Vivaldi in hopes of restraining her. However before they could she quickly whacked at one of the man's arms, the others stopping and becoming weary.

Scared and fearful at what was to become of her she dropped the axe and quickly began to run away into the snow covered field. The people did run after her but she was still a good few feet away from her, far enough away to where they would not be able to catch up.

And then, the snow storm hit, however she did not stop running. She continued to run despite the storm, but her strides became slower and slower. Until eventual she felt her body grow weak, in an unknown area that she could not identify as the storm grew heavier she felt her legs give out on her.

Her body collapsing as she felt her tear stricken face hit hard onto the cold snowy ground. Her body felt cold and tired, the warmth in her legs beginning to leave her as she felt her breaths become harder to take in and her eyesight fading in and out.

Accepting her fate she stared at her hand, sadly staring at the ring on her finger before closing her eyes and letting everything go dark around her.

…

…

…

Cold…

Everything felt…cold…

…

Feeling her eyes begin to flutter open Vivaldi awoke to a cloudy sky, slowly taking in her surroundings she questioned what was happening, until flashes of what she had done suddenly came back to her. Quickly sitting up she looked around her she saw she was in an empty clearing, but no snow.

Taking a good look at her appearance only made her sit and stare in silence. Her beautiful blue dress covered in a dark crimson, splatters of it all along the bottom and a single smudged handprint lay on the dulled blue fabric.

Then it hit her. She was dead. Confused and in distraught she began to question to herself: ‘why am I still here?’ ‘Is this heaven?’

Her question however was met with another sudden realization, as if a wall of bricks was hitting her.

This was her hell. Her punishment for her sin, for what she had done. Trapped in the mortal world with no way of being able to obtain peace even in death, and forced to roam the Earth forever alone and broken.

This was her retribution.