Chapter 8

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Myra's POV

Almost frozen by the icy cold, I looked again, but not a safe place in sight. Then I saw something. It was a piece of ice, yet it buzzed and moved, never falling to the ground. I new this thing was bad, so I ran, but I was too late.

The thing buzzed toward me and everything went black.

Lily's POV

Winter looked at her map, which, I presume, is the 'thing'. "Now we must head west," she called. I nodded and followed her. As I sprinted along, I tripped over something. A body. Myra's body.

I update tomorrow. :) Is Myra dead? Only I know. Don't forget to vote, comment, and follow. :))

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