my story isnt the easiest to tell but ill try my best my story starts in small villige named winters origin,
in my villige winter started one day and has never stoped it snows all day everyday without stopping no one was alive when it started but we all know it never stops.
Along with winter came new life new animals plants and all sorts of new creations came with the storm including the folktale/legend passed down to this day about the arctic foxs that live in the heart of storm.
No one was told why but we all know to stay away from fox holes and if you see a fox dont meet its gaze or else.
But one day me and a few of my friends decided to break the one unspoken rule we went out in search of a foxhole with the hope of finding a fox i grabbed my bag and met up with them as we started to plan out the course of action to leave and find a foxhole in the forbidden forest.
I volunteered to go first with my plan i layed out a map of the forest and pointed out the enterence along the enterence lays a trail that has been locked up for years i pulled out a marker and drew along it and that was how we whould get in but i told them i hadent figured out what we do past that point we all shruged until Natalie pulled out a blue marker and went past were i drew and pointed out theres an exit plus a big open space were we could search for a foxhole i thanked her and Jillian and David my other friends grabbed there stuff and we headed out. This was the start of the adventure that never ended.