"What I really want to say is that we are brothers, including Feder. We all see you and Gali as our own brothers. Feder looks up to you as an elder brother, admires you, trusts you, relies on you."
"Damn, what am I even saying... Forget it, let's sleep! We have to hit the road again tomorrow."
With that, Ilian stood up and walked back to where he had been lying down, turning his back to Henry and laying down.
Henry didn't immediately go to sleep; instead, he stared into the flickering campfire, lost in thought.
...
A fierce blizzard swept over the desolate, uninhabited wasteland, obscuring the usually vast and flat terrain and making it impossible to see even the ground beneath one's feet.
This extreme, harsh weather was unbearable even for the ice wolves, considered the dominants of the animal kingdom here, who all sought refuge deep within their burrows.
The wasteland was devoid of any sign of life...
