Life-Lock (chapter 1)The frost bitten air wisped through the pine trees. The forest of green was coated in a chilly white blanket. The ground was of sand and frozen moss,but felt like rocks. The sun seemed to hide,as if in fear. Wanting to be free'd of its obligation. Whilist among the grey sky,filled with clouds. Not even a moment of warmth seeped through.
No sounds could be heard. Not a bird chirping, or a mountain cat trudging through the snow. It was as if the world was on a stand still,holding its breath. Waiting with a eerie readiness.
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I moaned aloud as the pain shot through me. My fingers and toes were almost a bluish color from the cold. My long black hair,which looked at what would be equal to my lower back,was a rats nest apon my head. What might have been clothes were now tattered scraps apon my self. All being left was a shredded peasant top,and what were possibly pants now shorts. Not any shoes either. I was a pitiful mess. But who am I?