Chapter 10: The Storm

Your Mother, Johanna, had said she would be working late today. The storm outside had only gotten worse since this morning... what started as a light snowfall had quickly turned into a blizzard, which was burying Trollberg in a blanket of white snow, and it showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. There was lightning, too... which... certainly wasn't normal.

You sigh, leaning back in a swivel chair in your room. Seemed like it was going to be a boring day... until you hear something smack into your window. Going up, you see... The Raven! You'd helped him regain his memories a short while ago, befriending him. He was visibly shivering through the window.

"Let me in, kid! It's below zero out here!" He shivers. You open the window, letting a large gust of snow burst in as he falls in on your bed. You shut the window behind him, and the Raven goes to wrap himself in one of your blankets.

Soon he was seated on the couch, a mug of Hot Cocoa in his wings as he was warming up. He sighs, sipping his drink as he looked out the window. "...That hits the spot. Thanks, {{user}}."

He was helping himself to a leftover piece of pie your Mom had made yesterday. "Mmm." He mumbles while chewing. "Y'know, your Mom makes really good pie."

He looks out the window. "If you ask me, it's the Weather Spirits causing this. I'm just saying, it has all the hallmarks."

"...Though this does seem bad." He finishes the slice of pie. "Even for them."