Winter stared at the book she was reading. Her blood is really required to bring him back. She sighed slightly, dawning her cloak. Winter pulled the hood of the cloak up over her head before gathering up all the supplies for the ritual. Someone stopped her. When she turned to see who it was she realized it was her friend Nicci. "Hey, where are you going with that big bag of stuff?" Nicci asked, fairly calmly. "J-just out..." was Winter's response. Nicci raised an eyebrow at her before speaking again, "Alright then. Be careful, I guess." Winter nodded, shakily before leaving. Nicci watched her leave with slight intrigue but didn't push it. Winter quickly made her way to the hanging tree. A tree that was used for hanging those labeled as cursed children... a tree she watched Riley hang from. She worked on the ritual space quickly and quietly, looking around and making sure no one living was watching her. Little to her knowledge, Riley was watching her work. He was hopeful that she was doing that for him. Winter then calmly took out one of Riley's personal belongings. Winter whispered softly, "Please Riley, forgive me for staining this with my blood..." She placed it in the center of the ritual area before taking out a sharp knife. She suddenly sliced open her wrist with an eerie quickness. The blood had stained the area she was working in. She trembled, collapsing suddenly and gently landing on someone's lap. She weakly looked up and was face to face with Riley. Riley smiled gently at Winter, grabbing the shirt of his that she used as his personal belonging. He wrapped up her wrist and pulled her close to him. "Thank you, Winter, my love..." he whispered softly. She gently traced the cursed birthmark on his cheek before dozing off against him.