Its been a while. Snow has been on the move. Always moving. Never stopping for to long. His tired and aching body slowly stumbling across the now rocky and blazed terrain, holding onto the last string of life since the incident. That image forever in his mind.
Snow keeps walking, various creatures show around him, none violent. In the harsh sands is a small shard, its green and slowly glowing. Snow picks it up, snow blacks out.
The next thing Snow sees is himself floating in a black space....or was he falling...he didn't care. He is to tired. He just wants to go to sleep. Suddenly, snow hits the ground. Barely moving afterwards for a small amount of time. snow stands up slowly and looks in front of him, seeing two people in the distance. Snow tries to shout but he falls onto the ground.
Snow wakes up as he hits the ground. Looking about as he sat in a shallow pool of water. He felt full and refreshed. He didn't know what happened but he still can't talk.... Snow see's another person but in a blink they are gone.
