*he walks in with a clod emotionless look on his face. As he walks a light snow begins to desend on the forest*
each footstep brought new understand of his power the very power of snow and ice was at his command. But with each step his heart grew cold and uncaring. He was beginning to forget all the things that once made him happy, his friends, and his allies. He was becoming consumed by the very power he sought.
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Where Am I? Who AM I?
Journey about the misadventures of a DnD playing, lost in his own head, college student
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