Primals: Creation

Lost

Cold, freezing, cold. Bitter, bitter, cold. When I went out today, I didn't expect this. I expected to find what I needed to take care of my family...but it's been hard since the avalanche. Instead of finding what I need, I find my worse fear. Trapped, with no hope. Only bitter, bitter cold. I shut my eyes, hoping for warmth, but I only receive cold. I pray for God to help me. Not just to help me but if I were to leave this freezing cold world, to help my little brother and sister. I can't leave them, I must stay strong for them.

They need me...and I need them. They would be lost without me. Ever since Mum and Dad were swept away by the avalanche while going to the city to find the medicine to save my sister from disease, life's been really hard. I think back to when they were still around, how happy we were. How alive we were...Believe me, we're all still alive, except my parents, but the happiness we had, the joy in our lives was lost forever. I know I'm only a mile or so away from our village but I can't go home without the right supplies to take care of my siblings. I decide to stay alive and live another day and go back to find the supplies tomorrow. I trudge through the thick snow, navigating my way through the forest. Looking for familiar landmarks, but nothing, the world around me was pure white.

I shiver and shake with the wind, trying to keep warm. I feel my body shut down, my vision becomes blurred, the snow swirls around me. The feeling of certain doom sets in. I'm lost, I'm cold, I'm dying, and I have siblings to support. I can't let nature win. I will win! But I can't hold on, I can't stay warm, I can barely stay alive. My eyes shut and I'm cold still. The wind howls, I look up to get one last look at the world and I notice a figure crouched in a tree. It's too large to be a bird, too small to be a mountain lion. Just right to be a human, but the distance from that branch to the ground was too great to be from a human...This is it, I'm seeing things, I'm dead. This is my angel to carry me to heaven.
"Hello?" I say, but more like a whisper, the freezing air hurts as I choke it down my throat. I shut my eyes finally, done with my fight against nature. With my final amount of energy, I look up to see the figure jump down from the tree.
"Don't worry, you'll be safe" the figure says in assuring tone. The figure looks to be a male, with bright green eyes. I have a certain quality in me that lets me sense someone's emotions through their eyes. I sense love and care in his soul. Before I can say something back to him, I black out...