One small step after another, slowly dragging his wounded body in the snowy woods leaving a trail of crimson blood. "why..why me?" he thought as he stop and lean against a tree trying to keep pressure on the wound on his chest. "Must..hurry.." he mumble as he forced himself to keep going. He looks up and see a girl in a white dress staring at him. "..are you hurt mister?" The boy looks at her softly, "yes..badly, my clan home has be destroyed..i'm the only one left.." The girl walks over to him and slowly help him up. "My home isn't far from here..you can live with me..what's your name mister?" The boy looks at her and softly said, "I'm Winter.."
