Great and extraordinarily enormous dark clouds rage across the grey sky bringing along a great source of distress, unrest and wretchedness.
"Sumaya!" River's voice is merely drowned out by the wind that howls at an extremely high pitch. It slews across her numbing face, pinching her cheeks an uncanny red and surfaces tears along her lower lids.
She squints hard against the grey storm that threatens anything in its undefined route. The forest before her is a must swallowed white, branches creaking and snapping with the lightning fast snow ascending towards the earth.
"Sumaya!"
The cabin creaks and groans, teetering dangerously as catastrophic gusts billow past her; hard, strong and extremely cold missiles from the sky freezing the entirety of the world before her.
She raises a hand
