Frisk takes their brother’s hands into their own, both each with a missing glove from the haste to outrun the winter storm. Frisk’s mask is lowered, as they utter words they never thought would leave their mouth. A rocket with an unknown destination, rumbles with a sense of urgency behind them both.

“It’s time for you to go. I love you.”

redraw of an old sketch .. these two hurt my heart guys💔

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