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clouds formed, and I could see the rain from where we were. The water began to get choppy and for the first time Mylicious had a worried look on his face.

“Prepare brother, this is going to get bad,” he said and looked at me, “The rain is going to be cold, might even get hard on us.”

To say it got bad, was an understatement. First heavy winds moved in, rocking the boat to where we stopped rowing and held on, the wind died down and the rains started in.  It was frozen rain and I could tell Mylicious didn’t like it.  Then, on top of the frozen rain, the wind picked up again.  The front of the boat would lift up in the air and come crashing back down, throwing water up in the boat.  Then, suddenly, it all stopped, the rain and the wind.  Mylicious was staring off in the distance and he looked back at, beard frozen.

“I know you don’t like Jehovah right now, but you might want to pray,” he said and pointed off in the distance. It took me a minute to figure it what he was pointing.  There was wall of water and it was headed our way. “PADDLE!!!” Mylicious yelled.

Instead of heading away from the wall of water, we headed right towards it.  My brother was yelling obscenities and shaking his fist at the sky in between rowing. We were in a head-on collision with the wall of water.  Soon the whole boat started to go up the wall, we paddled harder than ever before.  The frozen rain started up again, sticking in his beard and in my hair.

We went high on the wave, it had to be over eighty-feet high and when we got to top, we could see the sun and more snow-covered land on the other side.  Mylicious looked back and smiled at me, he tossed the oar inside the boat and grabbed on a rope he used to tie the boat off with.  The wall of water split, the backside of the wave, that we were on, headed towards the land.  Mylicious bellowed out as we went barreling towards the land.  I held on for dear life. We were going so fast down the back of the wave, that ice chunks were flying off my hair and front of the boat

We hit the land and hit it hard. The boat bounced as we skidded across the ice-laden land.  We skidded about a hundred-yards before the boat turned sideways, tossing us out.  I hit the ground and the ice that was on me, shattered.  I rolled, rolled some more and, then slid across the ice, stopping only when I slid into Mylicious, who had changed his hand into the wolfen form and dug into the ice.

“That was a rush my brother,” Mylicous said, I watched as his hand went back into human form and his breath formed in the air.

“Maybe for you,” I said and stood up, shaking what ice that was left on me off. I saw my breath for the first time. I’ve been through winters before but never seen my breath before that day.  I looked over Mylicous was staring at me oddly, “What?”

“You act as if you never seen your breath before,” he said and breathed into the air, a thick, visible breath came rolling out of his mouth.

“I haven’t I don’t know why either,” I said, “I guess it has to be greatly cold for my body to react.”

“I love how we are all so different,” he said and clapped me on the back, knocking even more ice off me, “Derium, doesn’t breathe at all.”

“Derium’s not doing much of anything,” I said and smirked a little bit.  Mylicious’s face changed, I don’t think he enjoyed my joke.

“Come, we have to walk a little,” He said, looking up at the sky, “Well, I can’t see the sun very well.”

There was indeed a thick fog and if Mylicious was having a hard time seeing I definitely was. Mylicious undressed, rolled up his clothes, then changed right before me. He asked my in my head, if I could pick up his clothes, so I did.  He then took a big sniff of the air, I could see the fog entering his large, wolfen nostrils.

“This way!” he said to me in my head.

I followed him, watching him breath heavily, the fog in and out of his nostrils, breaking down every scent he could.  There couldn’t have been much, there wasn’t much that looked alive there.  We walked for miles, upon miles and I didn’t see one tree, even when the fog lifted, it was just snow and mountains. After a while, even the cold was getting to me.  I was realizing I could feel elements, just on much higher extreme than anyone else.

“Almost there, brother!” Mylicious said.

We walked for another couple of miles and then suddenly he stopped, “Look,” he said and pointed with his nose.

Off in the distance, I could see a glimmer of light, it danced back and forth, a small glimmer of whatever hope lie ahead.  We walked up to the light, it was torch, set next to a big hole in the frozen earth. Mylicious transformed back, I gave him his clothes and then he took the torch.

  There were steps carved out of the frozen earth. I could see claw marks on them where Mylicious had carved them out by hand.  We walked down about a quarter mile before I saw more flickers of light ahead of us.  Mylicious remained quiet the whole time we walked, and I didn’t bother to ask if anything was wrong with him.

The flickers of light got brighter, and we soon came an opening.  There was a dome-like room, with torches all around, the floor wasn’t ice, but many, different looking, furs, except by the fire.  There was a

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