It has been like this. I wonder what I was searching for. Blood; there were so many splattered on the snow, appearing darkened against the pristine white. Bodies scattered and shrunk, demons left lifeless in the unforgiving cold. The wind, relentless and chilling, bit into my skin, making me acutely aware of the harsh reality surrounding me.
For hours now, my booted feet have continued to crunch on the snow, marking my path across the numerous bodies of night creatures.
The harsh wind hollowed forcefully, compelling me to maintain my stance against its strength. Mile after mile, I remained unaware of my pursuit – uncertain about what I desperately sought or who I truly was.
I attempted to assemble the fragments of my memory, striving to recall even the slightest detail. Despite my effo
