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Chapter 2: Prisoner
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... ng, and the mood hid itself from the evil that had been committed.
The shaky breath of a man could be heard from the top of the mountain, it sounded pained, it sounded desolate and alone.
"I’m c-old." A cracked voice muttered, but his voice was carried along with the wind, never to be heard again.
His figure lay in the snow at the top of the mountain, the pale white snow stained red with his own blood. He lay on it, body shivering, his heart slowly failing.
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