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The Everlasting Lands of Snow

Hello, guys! Me again! Unfortunately, I lost my ranking all the way down to #27, but I will keep working to bring it back up again! I also got ranked #123 in curses! Please encourage others to read my story and please comment, it would help a lot! Anyways, here's the next part! As always, hope you like it! :)))

Snow. Trees. Miles of land. Bolton and Lilliandil had reached the everlasting lands of snow, and it was even worse than what they had perceived it to be. The raging snowy winds the blizzard was carrying blew through Bolton and Lilliandil, making them both feel like they were about to become icicles. Blush had a quilt wrapped around her, so she wasn't as cold. Plus, she had fur. "Why did you give the quilt to the horse? We could've used it to stay warm!" Bolton shouted over the loud howls of the wind. "What?!" Lilliandil yelled. "I didn't catch that!" "I said we could've used the quilt to—" His voice faded out. It was no use trying to yell over the sound of the blowing wind and snow. They would lose their voices before they succeeded.

A harsh blow of wind blew into Lilliandil. She fell forward and would've crashed into the snow were it not for the branch she had held on to. She tried to look around, but she couldn't see much through the snow. The blizzard had been going on for a while now. It almost never stopped, though. Still, there were times when it was calmer, but this was certainly not one of those times. Lilliandil squinted her eyes, hoping it would allow her to see better. Suddenly, she noticed a cave. She used all of her voice to yell out, "THERE'S A CAVE OVER THERE!" Bolton heard her this time. He looked over and saw it too. "LET'S GO! WE DON'T WANT TO BE OUT HERE WHEN ITS DARK!" Bolton shouted back. They walked over to it with Blush, who was also freezing. One quilt wasn't enough to keep a big horse like her warm.

Once they entered the cave, they settled down. They were a bit farther in, so the winds weren't bothering them as much. Lilliandil took a deep breath, and a small cloud of her chilly breath blew out of her mouth. "We should stay here overnight, or at least until the storm calms. Then we can continue going," Bolton suggested. "But we have no fire," Lilliandil said, she brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Bolton took the lantern they had packed out of the saddlebag and placed it on the cave floor. He looked around. "What are these walls made of?" He asked. "How am I supposed to know?" Lilliandil replied. "Because," Bolton replied, bending down, "There could be flint." He was holding two rocks. "And there is," he finished. He walked over to the lantern, then he sparked the two flint rocks together and they lit the candle. 

"There, that should keep us alive for now," he said. Lilliandil got closer to the lantern and reached out her hands, allowing the heat from the candle to warm them up. Bolton sat down next to her and took out a half of corn bread. "I split, you pick?" He said. "Huh? Oh, uh, no. I'm not hungry, but thanks anyway," Lilliandil answered. "You're going to need your energy for the remainder of our journey," Bolton insisted. "Come on, just have a nibble." He broke off a piece. "I know you want some!" He teased in song, holding it in front of Lilliandil's face. "Stop it," she laughed, she took the piece from him and ate it. She reached into the saddlebag for a pouch of water. She wasn't surprised to find that the water had frozen up. It was now just a block of ice inside the pouch.

She lay it in front of the candle so it would slowly melt. Then they would be supplied with a drinking source once again. "Do you think this cave belongs to someone?" She asked, looking around. "Like what, a bear?" Bolton said, he made claws with his fingers. "Oh, he'll be mad! He'll gut us both with his sharp claws! Then he'll maul us and—" "Stop it! If you're trying to scare me, it's not working," Lilliandil interrupted. Bolton chuckled. "I doubt any creature inhabits this cave. It's too cold," Lilliandil said. "Bears hibernate when cold weather arrives. And caves like these are just right for them when they do," Bolton explained. "I said stop it!" Lilliandil commanded. "I'd like to sleep tonight, thank you." "I thought you said you weren't scared," Bolton insisted.