Colder Days

The snow fell lightly, a blanket of white fluff smothering the earth. The air morning air was cold and crisp, and the pale sun drifted through the cloudy sky.

Dry, barren trees provided small amounts of shelter from the light snow as a small boy with coral-like horns and a winding tail trudged through the snowy forest. His cloak was wrapped tightly around his shivering body.

Embrois rubbed the snot away from his dripping nose. He felt sick and miserable as he struggled on through the snow. "Stupid snow... Stupid winter... Stupid cold..."

"But I've seen colder days..."

Frost covered the window of a large, metal space ship. A girl wearing a green jacket a size too big for her and an old red scarf stared out the window at the tranquil, quiet forest covered in snow. She held among of hot chocolate in her hand.

Another girl, one with blond hair and red eyes, walked over to Charlotte. "Hey Char. Cold, isn't it?"

Charlotte looked at Abigail and nodded.

"Yes... but I've seen colder days."

Feet crunched through the snow as a man left the Three Shots Pub. He had his leather jacket slung over his shoulders, and a cigarette in his mouth.

A female voice came from the amulet around his neck. "Where are you, Clint? We're all waiting for you."

"Eh, relax, Alice. Ill be there in a bit, I'm walk in through the forest right now."

"You're not cold?"

Clint looked up at the sky, breathing in the fresh cold air.

"Nah. I've seen colder days."

#Hermo