RedBox
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Looking up at the sky, seeing the snow fall onto my face, I reached for the stars in the sky. The snow fell all around me. I sat up brushing my long, bright red hair from my face. I heard a howl in the distance; The Wolves, calling to the sparkling, white moon above my head. I rose to my feet, looking into the pitch-black night of the thick, dense forest of the land. I brushed the snow off of my cold legs.
I trudged through the cold snow, getting closer and closer to the road; Farther and farther from that place. Looking into the trees I saw a figure, a figure of lights; Eyes, looking into mine. White as the snow I was standing in, the figure getting closer. I stood straight to face it. It turned to me and stopped 2 metres away from my feet. I was looking into its enchanting eyes; as cold as ice; its fur pure white; as is my skin, a mane black as the night itself.
"What are you doing here?" i said to the wolf, looking to the sky. It hissed at me and sat straight in front of me. "I don't have time for this, Why are you here?" I demanded staring into its eyes. Whispers in the air, flowed through the frost on the trees. I flinched at the sound of footsteps, coming towards me. The wolf disappeared like the snow falling from the sky.
worst grammar ever and I need to edit it. pft, but I don't know if it sounds good or not :L.
Looking up at the sky, seeing the snow fall onto my face, I reached for the stars in the sky. The snow fell all around me. I sat up brushing my long, bright red hair from my face. I heard a howl in the distance; The Wolves, calling to the sparkling, white moon above my head. I rose to my feet, looking into the pitch-black night of the thick, dense forest of the land. I brushed the snow off of my cold legs.
I trudged through the cold snow, getting closer and closer to the road; Farther and farther from that place. Looking into the trees I saw a figure, a figure of lights; Eyes, looking into mine. White as the snow I was standing in, the figure getting closer. I stood straight to face it. It turned to me and stopped 2 metres away from my feet. I was looking into its enchanting eyes; as cold as ice; its fur pure white; as is my skin, a mane black as the night itself.
"What are you doing here?" i said to the wolf, looking to the sky. It hissed at me and sat straight in front of me. "I don't have time for this, Why are you here?" I demanded staring into its eyes. Whispers in the air, flowed through the frost on the trees. I flinched at the sound of footsteps, coming towards me. The wolf disappeared like the snow falling from the sky.
worst grammar ever and I need to edit it. pft, but I don't know if it sounds good or not :L.