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Fading Snow I felt each ghostly flame reach its burnish tentacles of fire towards me, felt it wrap my body in its dull warmth, but none the less warmth. Something to relieve from the bitter touch of the winters wrath. The storms of winter had now been raging its tune for three months now. Most extraordinary that a blizzard could rage for so long a time as this with no end, not even a sigh of relief came from this storm. The winter's wind howled endlessly, I found myself many times unable to sleep due to its consistency and endless howling. One night while I lay awake upon my bed staring at the ceiling, a distinct cry of pain found its way though the howling of the storm. I was not sure if what I heard was real or if I had imagined it from being alone here for so long a time. ...read more.


I stood in silence and listened for another sound to lead me back toward the cry. I stood completely motionless for several minuets, and to my ears I was sure I could hear the faint rumble of horses. Quickly as I could I ran towards the sound being sure not to lose it this time. It became louder and more definite. I came to a stop at the base of a small hillside, the sound I knew must be coming from just up this hill. I was almost halfway up when all together the sound stopped. I pushed myself painfully up the rest of the way as quickly as I could, as quickly as my legs and the snow would allow. I hurried up the last few inches to the top and looked for something in the distance to assure me that what I heard was not of my imagination, but there was nothing there. ...read more.


After examining the area for a long while I found nothing, not a single footprint, nothing. I collapsed tiredly into the snow and looked up at the sky, and before my very eyes the snow stopped and the clouds faded, revealing behind them the stars... it was cold, I was tired, I found myself closing my eyes. Slowly I slid open my eyes and found myself laying in my bed, the fire crackled slightly, and a man, whom I assume found and took care of me, was standing over me. The storm was over... I told the man my story out in the snow, all alone on that cold night. He opened wide his eyes with excitement. The old man who had been taking care of me only muttered "The Knights of Lore... it cant be..." and with that he walked out the door with a smile on his face... and I never saw him again. And I am still left wondering what or if what I saw was real... if anything that happened was real. And all my questions are still left unanswered. ...read more.

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