Hi guys! This is a new story that sprouted in my head while I was reading Perilheart Nightfall, and some of it had the same overall conflict and similar plot line. But I promise it will turn out totally different, and I will give a disclaimer to anything that is Perilheart's. Thanks!
Everything was blinding, the light bouncing off of the ice. It seemed pure, and I felt myself being tugged toward it, wanting to have fun for once. But I remembered what I had seen.
The ice might be lightly colored and pure, but it would crack to bring something dark and terrible. I had seen things. But no one else had. No one would listen.
I am alone. No one can hear me over the playful screams and laughter. No one can hear me over their own ignorance.
I wish I could tell you that this is someone else's fault. I thought it was, in the beginning. But now I know.
I am scared. That's the truth. By the time people understand what I am saying, it will be too late.