Forever Yours

The Beginning of an End

"Find him..." He growled to his people.

Everyone he saw, they were shivering and never in their lives have they been so damn cold.

Actually cold is an understatement, they were freezing. Nothing but white powder covered the ground as their foot steps were like walking on soft marshmallows.

Hardly the case however. Things were jagged with a lot of rocks and mountain tops.

If they weren't careful one wrong trip and they'd go tumbling down the hill.

Being fifteen thousand feet above ground is not helping. The air up here is thick and the altitude is not working in their favor trying to breath. The cold wind were like sharp needles prickling their skin and yet here they are trying to get over to the other side.

"But sir...we have looked everywhere, if we do not leave now, we will loose more of our kind." A man trembled. And it wasn't from the fact that their leader was angry, no, it was the fact that he could no longer feel his hands and feet.

"I don't care...my son is missing and you will do damn well to find him now. Search the whole fucking entire mountain."

The people, his people were starting to loose hope. Hope for their families, especially their children. "Sir," Another man tried, "What about your daughter," he gazed at the little girl who was shivering in his hands. Her face turning blue and her mouth pale.

The man sighed, no matter how much he loved his kids he couldn't let his people, his daughter suffer. They had to get off this damn mountain. But could he leave his son behind?

"I don't care, she will be fine," he took of his coat and placed it over his daughter. "I want my son..."

"If we do not leave now they will find us, is that what you want?" A female yelled over the sound of the whispering chills of wind. "We love your son but if we do not get off this mountain, they will find us and it will be the end of us. Do you understand me? Your son is a strong brave boy, I am sure he made it down the mountain."

The man thought and thought. His son is indeed brave at his age and smart too. "Fine, let's move." Not another minute longer they began once again their trail towards the other side of the mountain hoping to find a new home.

*****

A boy just bellow the summit cried not in fear that he was lost, not because he was separated but because he was forgotten. Was he forgotten?

His fingers were numb and he couldn't feel his legs, he sobbed.

"Boy why are you crying?"

In the midst of all the cold air he looked up to see a woman peering down at him. The sun had overcast her face but when she had bent down she smiled at him.

A woman who he thought was so damn beautiful in his eyes.

"I...I..am cold." He shivered, cold wispy wind leaving his breath.

"Well no wonder you are cold you are sitting in a pile of white snow." Gently picking him up, she dusted the snow off of him then began shaking his arms and legs. "Better."

He smiled but wonder what kind of woman is walking on this mountain where the only thing you could feel are the icicles on your face. And to top if off she was only in a thin white dress with a lace trimmed and diamond beads and a white scarf around her neck.