#And sibling tragedy brainworms. But that's more on the authors cause i feel like there aren't any happy siblings in this game

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I'm getting so incoherently emotional about the northern twins and white being a ghost.

I wonder if white ever holds snow's hand to feel warmth that no longer exists in his own body. If that's something that would inevitably make snow feel guilty. I think regardless, snow would hold white's hands tighter, maybe apologetically, maybe reassuring.

There is only one chair at the table in their room. Snow says that white doesn't need one, white can just float anyways. But him and white sit on the same chair, together, next to eachother. Is he scared of white disappearing again? Is he holding onto white as much as he still can?

White's corporeal form exists only thanks to snow. White is always haunted by the fact that he can simply fade out of existence again if snow simply doesn't feel like constantly draining his own magic to keep his dead brother tied to the living world and giving him a physical form. But snow never let go. Will he ever be able to? Will he ever process and accept the death of white? Would he have been able to if it wasn't him who killed white in the first place?

White's greatest wish and desire was not being separated from snow, and his biggest fear was, i assume, dying alone. Which leads up in him dying alone exactly in classic self-fulfilling prophecy fashion. At the hands of the one person he never wanted to be separated from, nonetheless. Now they're separated, forever, a whole dimension between them even if snow holds white right next to himself.

Was it the calamity? Was it the spirits? Is it the fate that they keep talking about? It feels too perfectly planned. I feel like they got too powerful for the narrative at that point and had to get knocked down in a way. Of course, they are each other's only weakness. Of course, they match levels of strengths. So if anyone would be their doom, it would have to be themselves, for eachother.

I cannot imagine the narrative going any other way without white dying but god it doesn't make it hurt any less. If white didn't die, oz wouldn't have stopped his world rampage, the rest of the north family who have been immortal and unkillable up until this point would have never been confronted with death, and i think that's pretty significant. Like, yeah, they saw generations of humans die out, they're probably very familiar with death, but never the death of their someone of their own, someone they hold dear.

Similarly, if it was snow who died and not white, i don't think white would have had the mental strength to go against the laws of the universe to try and bring snow back. I know he says that, if murr had approached him instead of snow, then the outcome would have been the same only with their roles reversed, but i don't think that would have happened. I feel like white would have just killed himself after killing snow.

And their crests, oh my god. After white died, snow's magic crest was halved, only one half remaining, the other disappearing. When snow gave a physical form to white, the other half of the crest appeared on white. This really makes it feel like it has been deliberately planned by some entity, in a way.

At last, they became two in one and will never be separated again, while also being always separated by death itself. They're two halves of a whole with one half constantly missing. Nothing will ever be the same again but my god, like that will stop them from reaching out to each other.

In summary, shoutout to snow and white for being in the world's weirdest death limbo, what the hell is wrong with them. Snow looked at "'Til death do us part" and went "this sign can't stop me because i can't read"