Hold On

The aching body begged her to take rest. She breathed white smoke out of her nose due to cold. She could feel the frostbites forming on her fingertips as she rubbed both of her hands together in an attempt to ignite heat. Her cheeks were flushed red. Although the dense snow was making it difficult for her to breathe, at least it covered her steps and helped her hide.

As she entered more into the desolate wilderness, Serenity could feel her breathe weakening. If she was not killed by those werewolves, it would be this deathly temperature that will take away her life. Serenity found a dark corner to hide at for the time being. Bending down, Serenity went inside the dark space.

She hugged herself in an attempt to store the heat. Leaning her head against the snowy wall, she knew that she could not let her eyes close. They will find her in a matter of seconds. Serenity reached into her pocket and searched for all the weapons she brought along. She had no clue on how many we