Alpha Isaiah
I just wish there is somewhere else to go though, that isn't so freezing.
At least the view is stunning. Mountain ranges stretch as far as I can see, the setting sun casting a golden glow over the perfectly packed snow. Night is coming, and I'm going to have to return, but I can't bring myself to yet.
"Kenna!"
Isaiah's voice echoing through the valley has me whirling around. He stands at the top of the hill, looking around frantically, delving his hands into his hair. His gaze brushes over me, and his eyes widen. In seconds he is scaling down the hill toward me.
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