Description
He was lost. There was no one around and he didn't know which wat he came and which way he was meant to be going. But he knew he was not alone. There was too much noise for him to be alone. Snapping twigs, hooting owls, snorting deer; so many animals yet he felt so abandoned. Of all things he expected to happen, even after everything he had been through, this was the last thing on the list. However, it still occurred. He slumped down against a tree, careful not to damage the tree or too much of the foliage underneath. Staring ahead, he wrapped himself up in the fleece blanket, waiting for the sign he wanted. Hours passed, the night growing colder and darker, until he was shivering uncontrollably. All the animals stayed away, hearing his teeth clatter against one another. As his eyes adjusted, he finally saw what he was waiting for. The blue eyes came out of the bushes, unblinking. He felt a spark ignite within him. Hope.
Prolouge
