Balto, Aftermath [Aleu has no one. I must be the one, and damnit, I will.]
By alexander "wolfmanxx" gabriel clark intro crunch, crunch. the metal plated boots trudged thought the snow, one heavy step at a time. i look into the sky staring into the beauty of the northern lights. amazing.
Loathing, Wanting, Waiting . . . Continued
\* \* \* Morning broke, the sun was rising, starting another long day, with a beak in my face. 'Is he alive?' with a hard Russian accent. I lifted my head from the wood. I felt my face cover, to check if it was still there. Sighing, I stood...