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The chill of cold steel - Sorin - November 08, 2018
Winter was coming. The last few days had been growing ever colder, and tonight, he could truly feel the bone numbing cold of winter. The full wrath of that vengeful season was not yet upon him, but Sorin knew it was coming fast. And it would strike with a terrible fury.
He wandered now among a forest of silent trees, their fallen leaves still littering the ground. While he tried to push himself ever further, he was simply exhausted after many days of near endless searching. His paws felt heavy, and his eyes had lost some of their luster. The only thing keeping the rugged man going was sheer determination to survive the coming season. He knew that he had to keep moving, keep searching for something, anything to sustain himself. But he had simply pushed himself too hard this time. His eyes drooped, and suddenly he fell into the leaf litter below, overcome by his exhaustion.
In his head, she taunted him for his weakness in falling prey to his own obsessive drive. She mocked his unfolding failure, laughing as he had fallen. Most of all, she sneered at his lack of connections, of support. Sorin growled at her, but it had changed nothing. It never changed anything. He simply lay there, fighting a battle he had never been able to win, for she was the one who scarred him permanently.