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~Kezziah

The drive was long, but I was too anxious to sleep. 

Alden seemed consumed in his own world the entire drive. Eyes trained ahead, foot never releasing from the pedal. I just stared out the window, enjoying the taste of freedom, trying to figure out where we are headed. Somewhere cold it seems. Alden’s car has optimal heating, but I can see the way the lush grassy meadows turn to dry tundra. 

The mountains dusted with snow that once lined the horizon came closer with every mile, until we were driving up the winding roads. Snow lining the road seemed to get thicker the more we climbed, until the roads were icy and mist craw