Breathing fearsly and harshly her horse ran weakly trying find an opening through the black mist and deep brush. Rain started to poor on Sil-Gawiel, but she ignored the drops that hit her face like Knives and she ignored the cold bitterness on her ears. Her horse ran swiftly forward leaving gigantic mounds and holes of snow behind them. A rush of wind swept past her cheaks as they haulted. The sudden stop was to sudden for her as she plunged over her horse in her own desperat scream for help. Her wearyness was overtaken and she layed there in the snow for a good while. Cheaks flushed by the snow, she finally stood, stumbling over a rock or two. 'Caramelle?' Her cries were lost in echo as she called for her run away Polamino. A shadow over took her face as she stood and a look of horror came over her as she reached for her sword with trembling hands.I KNOW THAT IM NOT A VERY GOOD RPER YET BUT I AM TRYING MY HARDEST TO BECOME A BETTER ONE. THS IS ALSO MY FIRST TIME POSTING HERE. I HOPE YOU INJOY MY WRITING..I WILL BE ADDING MORE TO THIS SHORTLY.