"We want a bedtime story, dad!" The youngest of the two boys said to his father.
"A story?" He replied. "What kind of story?"
"Horror! A spooky story!" The older brother spoke, causing the little boy that was lying aside him to shiver.
"No! I don`t like that… I want a snowdown story. Do you know any, dad?" The younger brother asked.
His father rubbed his chin, thinking if he knew a good snowdown story for the boys.
And after a short moment, he nodded.
"Yes, I think I know the perfect story for you two." The father took a deep breath and started.
"It was a time, not so long ago. And far in the white, cold mountains of the Freljord there lived two young boys. However, they were no ordinary boys. No, Josh and James were two little Poros, looking to host the best Snowdown that the Freljord had ever seen..."
Hello everyone,
This story will be a small, (and hopefully a) nice little story about a bunch of Poros. Next chapter will be up soon.
~Alsodef