Every Story Has a Beginning

The Grand Finale - Sunshine's Storm

Chapter 1 - The First Flakes Are Falling

"That's that," Matilda announced. "Let's get Alfred and leave. I have enough of this place."

So, the three plodded over to where Alfred was, now chiselling into a rock...?

"Alfred what!?" Matilda exclaimed.

"I said, I was making a memorial ground! Well, I suppose we won't be needing it," Alfred replied.

"Don't be so pessimistic Alfred," Jay advised him. "Let's get our stuff and go."

So, after the preparations, they were off once again.

Dave

Jay decided to lead the way back, followed by Alfred.

Matilda stayed back with me, her arm around my shoulders.

It was a cold night.

It was dark.

We walked on, down the endless road.

It was then that I felt something fall onto my head.

It was cold, yet it was soft, and it seemed to melt as it touched me.

It was snowing.

I hadn't seen snow for a while, after all, this is England, it never snows.

But I guess now it was.

I looked to the sky, and got lost in its twilight colours. It was vast and seemingly endless, making the quote, "The sky's the limit," live up to its name.

There are no limits in life after all.

The moon showed its full potential, shining upon us fully, its rays as bright as the Sun.

As I continued to gaze upwards, the stars seemed almost crystalline, shining from in the distance, guiding us along the forest now blanketed in the white snow.

And the snow was falling fast.

It had already reached my ankles, despite it only having fallen for a few minutes or so. (And also despite the fact that I am very tall).

But it never snowed like this in England, so why now?

All these mysterious weather events, one after another.

First the solar storm, then the thunder storm and then now a snow storm.

There was something up.

This couldn't just be some sort of coincidence.

It was then that something came to me.

We weren't alone in this forest.

I felt a presence.

Chapter 2 - It's Out There

Narrator

It was then that Dave felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a bullet had passed through it.

He grasped his head in pain.

"You alright Dave?" Matilda began.

Dave didn't reply.

"We can take a break here if you'd like, Dave. And besides, we're not going to get many places tired and in the middle of the night, are we?"

Jay and Alfred nodded in agreement, and turned back.

Matilda allowed Dave to sit down beside a tree, its roots now enveloped in snow.

Jay, Alfred and Matilda sat down as well, protected from the snow by the tree's outstretched branches.