I jumped down from a tall fir tree. The cold temperature chilled my exposed skin and had made it increasingly harder to stay stealthy. Footprints weren't a problem, but my swirling breath was visible. If I were to pull this off, save my loved one and keep everyone alive, all of my efforts would be worth something.

I brushed past the thorns and sticks that snagged on to my clothing, it was no time to worry about the scratches which had fixed themselves on my olive skin. I had been travelling for 5 days, but I was closer than ever before in the early evening hours. Now I can see the wooden home, snoke rising from a brick chimney. This was my destination. This is where I may or may not die. This is the place where I loved them and the place where they will love me.

The forest was clearing and my cover would soon be fully diminished. I pulled up my hood which would hopefully be less noticeable in the night. I was to make camp now and try to get some sleep (I already knew how hard of a task it would be to sleep with my enemies in such close range) then in the darkest hours prepare and enter the house. I would face the worst in that home. After all, not everyone can travel uphill... In Snow.

So that was just the preface. Longer chappies will be coming soon, since I already have the plot worked out! :D Thankies for reading :3 R&R!