Lucrezia's Clan

With the cold in the air, you walk through the ice mountains and ice fields with caution. Something doesn't feel right. You know you're being watched, You can taste it, yet you decide to go on. All you see is ice, water, and mountains. You can hear screeching coming from somewhere, but where? The trees seem as though they lean toward you as you walk by them. The snow is dancing on the warmth of your skin. You're suddenly stopped when something flashes in front of you, circles, and then lands in front of you. There was no where to run, no where to hide. You just walked into the rest of your life.