Ciel had finished packing his personal suitcase. He pushed it down until the click of the latch was heard. Sebastian had found a great vacation spot for the two of them. It was in the mountains, it would take a couple of days to get there, but the view was supposed to be spectacular. They would have to travel by train for a day and ride in a carriage suited for the cold climates for the rest of the trip. Ciel made sure he had on a few layers before they headed out, checking his gold pocket watch as Sebastian came in the room.
"They other suitcases have been secured my lord. Are you ready to depart?" Sebastian asked, still as always in his butlers uniform.
"I am. Take this out to the carriage and ready the train tickets once we arrive. We should not be unprepared." Ciel said as he tossed his leather suitcase to Sebastian. He fastened his fur cape around the collar as they entered the carriage.
It was already approaching winter time where they were. The fields that once had bright flowers were now wilting, the farmer's harvest fields were bare until next year, and the air always has this chill about it. They continued looked out the carriage windows until they arrived at the train station an hour or so later. Since Ciel was a bit richer than the other folks he was to ride with, he had reserved a private part of the train just for himself. His butler handed the man their tickets as the put his luggage in the cabinets in his room. Ciel had his own part of the dining cabin, an entire sleeping quarters, and bathroom to himself. Complete with chandeliers of course. As if they knew that they were headed north, the furnishings inside were made of the softest minx. Ciel settled into his room as Sebastian prepared a special treat for his master, hot chocolate. The train blew it's whistle as they chugged out of the station. Sebastian poured the steaming cup of chocolate and put some nice frothy cream on top. He walked into his master's quarters.
"Young Master, for this evening's snack you will be having Bavarian hot chocolate with a fresh batch of sugar cookies, complementary of the staff." Sebastian said as he lay out the platter for his master to decide.
Ciel nibbled on a cookie as the scenery outside looked grey and bleak. Snow started to fall outside and Ciel breathed against the glass, fogging it up. Snowcapped mountains loomed in the distance.
"How far is the hotel from London itself?" Ciel asked as faint lights could be seen glowing somewhere in the snow.
"Well if we would have left later than what we did, the snow would surely have held us up by now. I assure you we are on schedule."
Ciel yawned as Sebastian tucked him under his sheets. He lay a few thick blankets on top of his master and slipped on his sleeping mask. Sebastian read and tidied up for the rest of the night. The snowstorm raged on into the night as Ciel had a few very interesting dreams.
(In the dream of Ciel)
He walked along the side of a mountain. He ascended and in one side he had found a cave. He quickly brushed his fingers against it and knew that the whole cave was made of ice. He saw a few figures within the cave but his dream faded out before he could she clear enough. When he did wake up, he felt this cold loneliness inside.
"What was that?" He said to himself as he wrapped his sheets around his shoulders.
Dawn had just peaked over the horizon and the land sparkled with the new fallen snow. Sebastian had come in the cabin to ready him for the remained of the trek. Putting on a lamb's wool sweater and grabbing his cane, Ciel got into the carriage strait from the mountaintop station. Frozen trees lined the way to the hotel as a beautiful, peaceful snow drifted onto the young master below. The massive wooden hotel stood out against the white. A warm place to house weary souls from their troubles and travels.
A figure standing on a mountain looked at the place in wonderment, wishing they could remember the warmth they had lost years ago.