Posted on: 2014-02-11 by JoshuaDeanD

I'm a large, powerful man. A green, bottom-torn cloak sits over my shoulders. I'm protected by a husky steel armor set. With a wooden staff I'm pushing myself upwards as I scale a massive mountain range. There's a terrible blizzard, the cold pierces through me, but at the same time the sun beats down on the snow like a flare of fire that does not burn out. While I continue my trek, the snow begins to glisten so brightly that the sight burns my eyes. I keep going, but I'm cut short of the peak and I fall to my knees. My eyes are on fire, lit by the severity of the sun's reflection off the snow. I see myself go up in flames and I burn amidst the snow.