Luck
Alexa’s days continued one after other in a blur of ice and snow until she was certain she was completely and utterly lost, with no sense of direction or time left for the redhead. Alexa had begun to realize she was traveling around in circles when one evening she stumbled across one of her old campsites.
The frustration had almost crushed her, she had yelled out and screamed in her anger. How was this fair to her? What has she done in this life that made her deserved this? In outrage, she slammed her right hand into the trunk of a nearby tree and regretted it almost immediately. With a sharp hiss, she shook out her right hand and continued forward never looking back at the tree.