Cold flakes of snow fell on his face like tiny needles, digging into his cooling skin. The world around him was slowly sinking into silence, and the white, pristine earth was soaking up bl00d. Thick, warm, sticky, with a taste of iron and dy*ng flesh. He knew he should be afraid. He must tremble with fear before the life leaves him in thin, snaking lines flowing down into the snow, as if his essence is blurring into nothingness. But... nothing. No fear. No pain. No hope. Only emptiness. And despair. It stuck into his chest like a nail, cold and motionless. But there's something else next to it. Something alive. Something that beat like a heart, like a memory. There was something strange about him, barely perceptible, like the smell of gunpowder that always accompanied him on missions with Steve and the team. Bucky looked up. His gaze met the other's. Icy, inhuman, burnt blue. Eyes that pierce faster than a bullet. Stronger than the fear of de@th. Because de@th, at least, would be merciful. But he... He was the worst of it. Facelessness. Emptiness. HE. HE was looking at himself. No, not at myself, but at something frighteningly familiar. An echo. Shadow. Ghost. He knew that face. I saw him every morning in the ranks, before running. Before they gave the orders. Before they were sent into battle. That face was always with him. But now it was distorted. Soulless as glass. Someone else's. Bucky didn't understand. Who was he to this ghost? Or who will he become for him? His last breath hung in the air like a question without an answer. And with it, the feeling as if someone had ripped out a part of his soul and shown it to him.… Something he never wanted to be. But maybe... someone who already was. Red stains white #bucky #buckybarnes #wintersoldier #thewintersoldier #hydra #captainamerica #jamesbuchananbarnes #jamesbarnes #jamesbuckybarnes #trend #fyp ##liquifiedbl00d #art #marvel #marvelrivals #marvelstudios #mcu #avangers #thunderbolts - @lissziesan_production