

The Spirit of the NorthThe Spirit of the North Cold, so cold... The small girl hugged her coat tighter about her thin frame but to no avail; it was as if the icy wind blew right through her. A thick snowdrift sent her weak legs stumbling, and she dropped to her knees. She tried to get up but found that the elements had sapped every last bit of strength from her body. The sudden movement made her fall backwards into the drift, and she felt the frosty bite of the snow against the exposed skin of her neck. Unable to get up, the girl lay where she had fallen, watching the darkening sky with large, fearful eyes. Hours had passed since the child had been separatedThe Spirit of the North
--
Have a good day!
--
Pixel-arting, smiley-making, emote-drawing, web-designing, story-writing, webcomic-creating, internet-loving, mom of many. Visit me at BitmapWorld.com --> [link] .
--
I live in my reality, you're the guest...
Portfolio: [link]
--
My old account: =Dark-Windsong
--
Join the Decadents!
--
My old account: =Dark-Windsong
thank you very much !
--
i have no sig...
go along with your lives
thanks for the watch!
--
My old account: =Dark-Windsong
--
Take life seriously....because it's filled with super serious super seriousness-ness
--
My old account: =Dark-Windsong
--
RrAwwR!!!!1!!*gag cough..choke*
--
Dr. House: Ah! The husband described her as being unusually irritable recently.
Dr. Cameron: And?
Dr. House: I didn't know it was possible for a woman to be unusually irritable.
You know you want to look... [link]
--
Take life seriously....because it's filled with super serious super seriousness-ness
--
*enter something funny here*
--
© LostinSpace Collection
Previous Page12345Next Page