I don't own it! Anyway here's the next chapter (for reals this time :P)
Cold, Dark, Frozen
Death was cold. That was the only thing Brokenstar was aware of as he struggled to escape its freezing claws. But his struggles were in vain. It dragged him down into its dark depths, from which no escape was possible. When next he could see, he stood in a sky empty of stars, gazing into the depths of a dark forest. When he had been a kit, he'd heard stories of Starclan and how one of its spirits would be sent to guide the new dead to Starclan's hunting grounds. But there was no spirit waiting to guide him, no starlit forest filled with prey. Instead there was only darkness and the shadowy forest ahead. Apparently, he was not to be welcomed amongst his noble anscestors. Instead, he was to make the journey through the sky alone, and wander in the dark forest for the rest of his eternity. He growled to himself as he began making his way through the frozen sky. He would have his revenge, both for his death and his afterlife. He swore it.
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