Frostbound Odyssey I

The tunnel, a refuge born from desperation, cradled Elysia and Sebby in its cold embrace. Nights of fear, hunger, and exhaustion had worn them thin, but a glimmer of hope beckoned beyond the tunnel's mouth. With every step, the siblings emerged from the shadows of Wyldewood into an unknown world.

As they stepped into the frigid air, an immediate chill set in, urging them to turn back. A disembodied voice, carried by the biting wind, warned them to retreat into the tunnel, threatening consequences if they dared to venture forth. Panic surged through Elysia's veins, and Sebby clung to her side, trembling in the face of the unseen force.

"It's s-so cold"

"It's too cold, we should go back...

Confused and frightened, the siblings turned to retrace their steps, only to find the tunnel had vanished as if swallowed by the very earth. Panic gave way to a surreal realization—they stood in a cold, snowy forest, tall trees draped in frost, their breath forming ephemeral clouds in the air.

Elysia, wrapping her jacket around Sebby, lifted him onto her back, shielding him from the biting cold. The world around them seemed both magical and foreboding, the snowy landscape stretching endlessly. Tall trees, adorned with silver icicles, stood sentinel in the silence of the winter wilderness.

As they ventured further, their footsteps muffled by the pristine snow, Elysia's mind became a kaleidoscope of thoughts. The weight of responsibility pressed upon her shoulders, and Sebby, despite his weariness, spoke in soft whispers.

"Where are we, Sis?" Sebby's voice trembled, the uncertainty mirrored in his crystal-clear ocean eyes.

"I don't know, Sebby. But we can't stay here. We need to find help, warmth, and food," Elysia replied, determination lacing her words.

The snowy forest, though eerily quiet, held a certain beauty—a stark contrast to the chaos they had left behind. Elysia scanned the surroundings, searching for any sign of life or shelter. The occasional rustle of unseen creatures added to the mystique of their snowy haven.

A distant howl echoed through the trees, sending shivers down their spines.

"Are you sure we'll find help, Sis?, It's looks like a forest, no one lives here"

"We will"

Elysia tightened her grip on Sebby, whispering reassurances as they navigated the snow-covered terrain. With every step, the forest unveiled its secrets, and the siblings pressed on, driven by a mix of fear, hope, and an unspoken bond that had withstood the storms of war.

In the midst of the cold, they forged ahead, leaving behind the remnants of their former lives. The snowy forest whispered promises of both peril and possibility, and Elysia and Sebby, their breaths visible in the crisp air, faced the unknown with resilience and the silent vow to endure whatever lay ahead.

A loud and audible howl could be heard ahead them, Elysia quickly halted.

"That's the sound of...

"Wolves!!"