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[CrimsonMoon]

A young woman wrapped tightly in a cloak holding a bundle tightly in her arms fought the blizzard winds, the road she trekked was covered in ice and the icy wind lashed at her face and at last... Forced her to her knees where she curled up with the bundle, her warm breath sending tendrils of warm breath onto the infants face," I'm sorry, My little One... I'm so sorry.." She breathes, tears freezing on her cheeks as the baby makes a soft mewling sound

[Етеяиiту]

A man with white hair was walking with the wind towards the lady, a hood covering his eyes and the cloak swished around his knees and ankles, tall black boots covered jeans up to his knees. He wore a black shirt that fit around him perfectly.

[CrimsonMoon]

She hugs the child close to her chest, her cloak covering the infant with an extra layer of warmth as she closes her eyes and thinks how warmth she suddenly felt. Her platinum blod hair whips over her eyes

[Етеяиiту]

He walked towards her his expression blank. "Miss, stand up" his voice called from afar, he outstretched his hand a couple of meters away from her "stand" he said again.

[CrimsonMoon]

She heard the faint voice... But didnt move, she wanted to look around but couldnt... She was too weak and too tired... She could feel her son moving and it only made more tears fall... That voice... Wasnt it Hyun-Soo's...?

[Етеяиiту]

He touched her shoulder warmth flowing through his hand and into her body,"stand" he said again.

[CrimsonMoon]

She shivers, too weak and tired to move. She glances up slowly, her eyes half closed. Had Hyun some back... No....

[Етеяиiту]

His face was covered except for his mouth which was in a straight line "you will survive" he said picking her up

[CrimsonMoon]

She hugs the infant to her chest as he carries them, the snow dusting the cloak and her hair like powdered sugar

[Етеяиiту]

His hood was iced over, stuck over his head. He fought against the wind , carrying the two. About two miles of walking a long Japanese style house came into view.

[CrimsonMoon]

She moves ever so slightly but other than that, she lay limp, her head rested against his chest as the baby whines and whimpers

[Етеяиiту]

He lulled the child, humming a mysterious song.

[CrimsonMoon]

The baby quiets down and burrows into his mother's chest, the child couldnt be more than nine weeks old...

The young woman's breathing slows

[Етеяиiту]

He opened the sliding door and walked to a room setting the woman down on the warm blankets. He set the child next to her and pulled the cloak off her, pulling the fluffy comforter up to her neck

[CrimsonMoon]

Small cuts covered her neck and moved down into her blouse. Cold sweat had broken out on her face and neck and she wouldnt open her eyes... Her breathing fast and shallow though her arms wrapped around her son as if her maternal instinct was all that mattered in the last moments of her life

[Етеяиiту]

He sighed, /poor girl/ he thought, grabbing a large heated blanket he put it over her, for her to survive she needed to 'defrost'. He called out a young girls name "Jenny" and a black haired girl ran into the room wearing a white night gown, she assessed the situation rather quickly for a child her age and grabbed more blankets.

[CrimsonMoon]

The child whines again, the cry seeming to bring the young woman back to reality,"... Kaiden..." She breathes and rests her head against the infant's head, tears flowing again

[Етеяиiту]

He kneeled next to the bed, the girl fixating the blankets.

[CrimsonMoon]

The young woman's eyes opened slowly, struggling to breath, she couldnt see anything but blurred shapes but she could see sense her boy beside her and thats all that mattered...

[Етеяиiту]

"Miss?" He asked standing up