He see's it....
He saw the snow cover upon him, The youth slowly tried to move his arm
But it was no avail, with little yet movement he have ought to have little to no movement left with his fingers all the way to the tip he could only be stuck in a facade.
left there laying down, slowly succumbing to his wounds as he would yet to succumb to the winter's harsh cold.
His cries for help were no use the wooded forest percieved his expections to much,
around him things grew tighter and tighter and close as he could view.
He slowly was burried by snow and succumbing by it, it was meagerly no use
No use at all....
He lost all hope and accepted it, as his mind went to a blank hazy state
any moment right now would be my end, why would i end up in such a position?.... i weakly wondered as slowly my consciousness would fade to black.
He accepted his demise bearing the feeling what would happen next...
A young soul that was just filled to the brim with life has now parted from this world.
For now....