Cassius Azov Arenthal
We left the kingdom on the first day that snow fell. It became more dangerous for our travel but I have no choice but to move forward and not cancel it.
They say we live in the moment, that the past is always gone, and each day is something new, a stepping stone into a future we dream of even in the cold. For me, that is snow, that is those wintry days of bluster and ice. I see that everything is covered as white as any new page and the toddler in me rises as if armed with a rainbow of crayons, eager to set that right.
Though, as we arrive close to our destination the snow became so thick and as time passes by as we move forward, we began to be enveloped in darkness. There was nothing else to see at all because of the cold and strong wind that has been blowing nons
