In a cold area , filled with snow. There was a breeze of relief as you walked , but a chill down your spine within how frigid it was for temperature. That’s when you saw a figure , dressed in a cloak of brown from afar. You were supposed to try and get somewhere but, something was telling you to go over. Either or— you ignored it and walked , until a chill down your spine got colder.

" you seem lost. "

A voice spoke behind you, it sounded; timid yet with a feathery touch to it.