All I remember was white, and this feeling of coldness,
Never ending cold…
I heard a loud gasp, and then some coughing afterwards, I clutched my stomach as I realized that it was coming from me. As I ended my coughing fit, I took notice that I was in the middle of a burned down house, and it was cold.
I stood up from the cold house-floor, and wipes out some ashes that where stuck in my clothing. I was wearing a black coat, with red pants, and my shoes where black combat boots.
Walking out of the ashes of the house, I made my way straight ahead, not really sure where I was heading. A huge gust of wind started to form, and it my cheeks started to sting from the cold. I put my hands up, to shield myself, and a circle of fire started to form around me. The wind stopped, and my circle faded. Surprised I started to touch the snow, it melted slowly underneath my grasp, with a soft "hiss".
Shocked, I quickly took away my hand, and accidently touched a tree. The tree started to set ablaze, trying to turn it off, I took out a sword I had on my side and started hitting the tree with it. Then the sword started burning bright red, and the fire from the tree seemed to be sucked into it.
I stare at what just happened in amazement, wondering what else I could do, I hold it up high and brought harshly down to the ground.
It was set on fire, but I concentrated for it to dim into a mere light, it did and the snow was lit up in a beautiful light. I laughed and joyfully started running around the snow, loving how it glowed with warmth.
A sound then was heard, what sounded like children gasping. I turned to see in fact a small group of kids, and they ran into the snow. I held my arms open, shouting, "its cool isn't it? I did it!" They seemed to ignore me, and ran into me.
I felt this sudden emptiness, and I felt scared. My coughing fit started again, and I covered my face. Running out of there, feeling scared, and worst of all-
I felt cold.