prompt; abandoned
fandom; winter woods
word count; 128
Occasionally, the same feeling of abandonment would haunt him. Every now and then, the fear of becoming abandoned was the real thing.
It was hard to live as a mechanical bird. It was most difficult functioning, knowing that you'd soon have to rely on someone else to be winded-up again to continue existing, just like a Nutcracker doll.
Roy hated his Master for creating him that way. Absolutely detested. He envied Zoe and Winter, who were able to function perfectly well as experimented, human-like beings.
Zoe had already vanished, and there was nobody but Winter left.
Constantly occupied by Jane's positive personality, Winter slowly began to fade out of reach. Sooner or later, the relinquishment would've been his reality.
The bitter tale of being stranded alone-- for eternity.
