Despite all my years, I have never been close to the frozen forest. It’s forbidden and… well, haunted, as per the stories. Many brave and strong men have died there. Even now, miles away from it, I can smell the death and the uneasy cold. It was the type of cold that seeped into your bones and into your soul, making it hard to breathe.
My father told me that our senses inside the frozen forest will be muddled by the intense freezing temperature and the strong winds. I didn’t realize how true it was until I could barely keep my eyes open with my lashes starting to frost over. The tip of my nose was also starting to sting and was no doubt frozen as well. As hard as I tried, I could hear nothing but the billowing wind.
It’s all white snow and ice as far as the eyes can see, not that I can
