Summary: The Blind Runs, The Mute Cries, The Crippled Falls, And the Deaf Escapes... The Feeling Of Friendship.
= Through: Volume 1 =
- - - Chapter I: The Blind - - -
= Escape In The Blizzard =
'What have I done wrong?' He asked himself, panting heavily; the steams of each breath could be seen in the misty air. He glanced back, he could feel t he intimidating aura coming after him. He ran faster, the intense pain filled his whole body, burning like hot flames all over, he gasped sharply from the violent pain from his eye; he managed to endure the harsh pain, and kept running, running, as far as he could.
The soft white snow fell more, as the limitless sky darkens, the winter winds became more bitter cold, he as shivering violently. He can't afford to be captured by the monstrous beast again. He kept running, as the storm brewed and the snow, underneath his feet, began to grow, making it uneasy to run, with all the snow piling up. He was still bleeding heavily, especially his eye, covered with bruises and cuts, as well, his dark green uniform were torn all over, his ankle was twisted, and his neck was is deep red bruises.
He was starving, quenched, weary, sleepy and weak, but he urged himself to move forward. His eye lids were heavy, he wanted to lie down and sleep, but he couldn't. He didn't want to get caught by the sadistic beast, he had enough, and he needs to escape from its clutches. All he could think of was to: Run.
The storm kept the blizzard going, the bitter harsh winds smashed onto his face, his body was numb and shivering furiously. He looked at the distance it was all darkness, the blinding storm kept going stronger. Even if he did succeed escaping, he couldn't make it out from this terrible blizzard storm. He stopped, he urged his body to keep moving forward, but couldn't.
The heavy weight on his shoulder got heavier, he knew he couldn't make it, the pain was to intense and powerful, he got knocked out from his feet, and collapsed onto the soft, fresh snow. He laid there, breathing heavily, each breath took a lot of energy than normal, he couldn't speak, nor move his body, or even breath anymore. He wanted to get up, knowing that the monster would chase after him non-stop till it found him.
He has to keep going; he didn't want to get into those harsh treatments the sadistic monster did to him. He closed his dark emerald eyes, wanting to cry, he felt his tears rolled down his cheeks and turned into ice, from the bitter winds blowing pass by him. He was lying on the blood-stained snow, frozen from the cold and slowly dying.
In this impossible blizzard, he knew there was no one going to save him, it was too dark and stormy to be going out and rescuing a stranger like him, the chances of him being saved from the horrible blizzard was dangerously low. He stared blankly up into the dark midnight sky, thousand of stars filled up the moon-lit sky, and he managed to make a small smile, admiring the small gift of the nature before he dies. He closed his eyes once more, and whispered in a raspy voice " Good bye."
- - - End of Chapter - - -
Characters: Aleksander (Bulgaria) ; Valentin (Romania) ; Gilbert (Prussia ) ; Lukas ( Norway )
A/N: Reviews are appreciated~ 3