There was snow in my face. It piled on the ground around my bare feet and fell into my face. Eyelids I barely felt as my own blinked it away as best they could. I wasn't cold yet, though I felt I should be. Without making the conscious effort to do so I began to trudge forward. Moving ever so slowly into a small standing of trees. More things began to come into focus. Trees encrusted with previously fallen snow. I couldn't help but wonder how long this snow had been falling and if it had ever bothered to cease, even if only for an hour or two. It wasn't until I got closer that I realized I was trudging towards a sound. A distant searching and yet rumbling sound. Words being growled out in some otherworldly, ethereal voice. The distant sounds becoming far less distant as everything comes into my point of view. A creature clad in pure black chain mail, covered in fur with ears laid as she hissed and swung her glittering sea-glass colored swords at a great beast before her. A beast... That breathed fire... With scales and magnificent wings.
I must have shifted my weight because my toes brushed against something on the ground to my right. There, resting gently against bark and slowly being encased in snow was a sea-glass and golden bow with it's own set of arrows. Without thinking it seemed almost like instinct to fit the arrows against my back and notch an arrow against the bow. Arms raised, and with steady hands I drew back my arrow. Time seemed to slow, almost stop as I sighted my target. The dragon, just behind the jawline, and severing the spine. Quick, clean, and efficient. I watched as the arrow flew almost in slow motion and found it's resting place exactly where I meant it to. The scaled creature cried out, collapsed into a heap and went still.
The air began to hum and move as I watched it dissipate. The armor clad female knelt before her fallen foe, a bitter-sweet if not pained expression on her face. Her mouth moved as a subtle sunset orange glow emanated from the dragon and enclosed them both. I can't tell what she murmured but what the act was done she bent forward, placed a gentle kiss on the now dragons skull and stood. It was then that she finally turned and set her sights on me.