53. Icy Fate
Eryndor was buried in the snow after his impact, his body disfigured and bruised. His clothes torn and soaked in blood, his state was nothing to look at. He drifted in and out of consciousness repeatedly, his thoughts were disrupted like fireworks, they never cane with logic or sense. He would come in and out of this blank state to see a world of white, a part of him strangely waited for the mountain wolf king to come for him and devour him but it never came.
