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I bent down and lowered the dirty washing into the washing machine, holding my breath. The smell of sweaty socks, mixed with that of detergent was nauseating.
"Liesel, hurry up," the voice of my mistress rang from the top of the stairs, echoing through the basement.
"Y...Yes, Ma'am. S...Sorry," I stuttered.
Working for the stone hearted woman since childhood, I had practically adapted myself to insults and blows.
Shaking my head, cursing my fate, I turned around to see the clothes covered in a layer of white powder.
I didn't put that much detergent as far as I remember. Robyn Wellington would have killed me if I wasted money....
I grabbed a handful of the powder and almost dropped it in surprise. It was snow.
Suddenly I felt the temperature of the room grow colder.
Something white, dragged itself, feathers and all, from behind the machine and collapsed at my feet, breathing heavily.
The specks of red, marring his handsome white feathers made me cringe in horror. It was definitely blood. The poor thing was wounded and bleeding.
I had an ice-phoenix in the room and quite undignified than what I had imagined.
He looked straight at me, a helplessness in its dark eyes.
It was as if I was drawn by a magnetic pull. I edged forward slowly, unsure of why it came or what it wants from me.
I reached out, my hands shaking.
To my utter horror, the ice-phoenix started transforming. There was lying in front of me a man drenched in blood. Deep gashes ran across his neck and body. His face was contorted with pain.
I covered my face in shock, as a weak blood covered hand extended towards me for help.
"Please," a husky human voice quivered.
"Who are you," I whispered, still unsure.
"A messenger," he gasped still reaching out to hold me.
"Messenger for whom," I asked, stepping back.
"From the land of the icy stars, to announce the arrival of winter."
"Are you human?"
"I'm nothing but a force. I take the form of the object in whose world I reach. You're human, so I underwent metamorphosis ."
I still couldn't believe my ears.
"But now that I'm injured, if I can't heal, then winter won't arrive here ever again. One of your kind shot me with a gun, hunting birds. Please help me, " he pleaded.
My heart melted at the plight of the poor creature.
Just as I knelt down to bandage him, he caught my hand.
Suddenly I felt lightheaded and before my eyes, I saw the wounds healing and all the scars dissappear.
I felt weak and tried to draw back my hand but he held on, steadily draining my energy, as he glowed with an eerie blue halo.
"I knew it," he clasped his hands in ecstasy, "You're a healer. Your magical life force can save our race from extinction. "
Before I could protest, snaking chains of ice bound me, making me their prisoner forever.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ¦Dedicated to the only Wattpad ¦Ambassador I know and who ¦is always there to guide me. A ¦special thanks to MaryFahey ¦❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
