I peered up at the thick grey clouds, stretching across the mountain top. The peaks no longer visible to my eyes. A chill shot through my body, and I shivered from head to toe as the Icy wind broke through the barrier of cloths. The wind stung my rough, pale skin. I became week and feel to my knees. I landed in a soft white blanket that failed to protect me from the cold. I find myself trying to call out to her, but my lips are frozen blue with her name. My nerves eased into a numbness, as I gazed up at the sky. The sun attempted to fight the darkness, but all went black.
