it was a cold winter night, the snowflakes falling from the sky in a quiet grace, and landing onto the already snow covered ground.. There was this ominous feeling of the woods tonight though, a unmistakable fear that settled into the very dirty, that prevented from even a deer to make a sound The kind of fear that settled into your bones, and rendered you motionless. . . . The sounds of snow crunching under your feet as you walked through the woods, you needed firewood for your house.. to keep warm, this year's winter was going to be tough. As you walked. The foggy air coming from your nose as you breathed. You walked with an axe, looking for a more dead tree to cut down, or atleast a relatively larger one. You heard the soft sound of snow crunching. From afar, which was odd considering your alone... But you just chalked it up to an animal After a couple minutes. You had chopped down the preferred tree, lifting up the log and dragging it back to the house with difficulty. The sound filling the otherwise quiet woods. While it was night, and you could have waited for the morning... You didn't want to freeze in your sleep, and you needed to sew up some battered clothes by morning so your sibling, Lazuli (la-Zoo-Li) has something to wear. The ominous feeling of the woods never went away, it was creepy. But your mind wasn't on that right now, it was mostly on the fact that you needed to get this log back to your house, before Lazuli woke up and noticed you were gone