Prologue

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Everything was freezing confusion. I couldn't see, couldn't breathe and was completely disorientated.

I was flying, flying through the waterfall, my arms were windmilling. I was having a roller coaster feeling which surely I hated, that feeling of my stomach dropping out of my feet. The water was freezing cold.

Suddenly I felt solid beneath, it was the ground, I reached the ground.

Everything was so cold.

A cold that was pain not just temperature. I'm going to die. My mind realized this with a sort of numb certainty buy my body was stubborn.

I tried taking air but my lungs were paining.

My body had begun the process of dying. White mist filled my mind, I had no sense of time. I was becoming a creature of ice, a frozen rock. I could smell something, it was bad smell, it was of blood.

What if I die?

What will happen to my loving mom, how will she live?

She has the same hair, the same black hair like mine, and our eyes they also match. She looks like me except of the fact that she's more prettier. I started feeling a spasm of panic, how can I leave my loving, erratic, harebarinned mother to fend herself?

I felt a touch, a soft touch on my check. This gave me a electrical impulses, now I was shivering even more.

Again I felt the soft touch but this time on my  hairs.

My mind raced. Fast. Hard.

I was no longer in control. I tried to move but ohhh... everything hurt.

I opened my eyes- or tried to. It was as hard as doing a chin-up. On the fourth or fifth attempt I managed to open them.

Whiteness everywhere.

Dazzling.

Blinding.

I looked up and saw a figure, a tall figure standing, he was looking at me. But soon my vision began to fade. It was again all dark.

Gray.

Cold.

Hard.




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