It was dark and I could barely see a few yards in front of me. The snow was falling faster by the second. My breathing was getting more difficult with each step I took. Finally, not too far ahead of me was a small glowing light. I trudged faster towards the light. This was my only chance to find warmth, or else... I wouldn't make it.
I reached the glowing light, which came from a small house. I walked up the steps of the porch and pounded on the door with what little energy I had left. The door opened.
A tall, brown haired man wearing a Fez stood before me. His cold eyes met mine, and they immediatly softened at the sight of me. "Get in here before you freeze." He said in a somewhat scraggly voice. When I didn't move, he gently grabbed my arm, pulling me inside. He slammed the door shut.
The man led me to what I believed to be his parlor and sat me on a couch. He hurried about, gathering blankets and wrapping them around my numb body. He left for a moment then brought back a steaming cup of tea. I tried grabbing the cup, but my hands shook too much. He guided the cup to my mouth so I could drink the tea. After the first couple of sips, I was able to hold the cup without spilling anything.
"Th-thank..." The man interrupted me. "Save your strength." He said sternly. I closed my mouth and nodded. He said I should get some sleep, so I laid down. I had been more tired than I had thought. As soon as my eyes closed, I fell into a deep and restful sleep.