Silver sighed, staring out at the city.
Or well, the ruins of a city, with snow falling gently around him.
At least it wasnt fire this time...
Sitting atop a cliff, the white hedgehog felt that he couldnt catch a break. He had only recently returned from attempting to save the future, but it looks like his job wasn't done.
Will he ever be done? The hedgehog pondered, shivering. Or is he in an endless loop, waiting to surrender?
With the snow starting to pick up, the hedgehog stood up, the resignation on his face replaced with determination.
It didn't matter. He was going to keep trying.
The future was going to give up on him before he gave up on it.
No matter how long it took.












