White flakes of snow danced down, in the dark of night the moon illuminated. A young man marched his way through the deep snow, a sigh left his lips as he looked ahead. As he kept walking in silence another person came into view, it was a girl. She was holding two sticks and quickly rubbed them against each other in the hopes of getting fire 'pointless' the man thought. As the man came closer he saw that the girl was shivering, and barley able to keep her eyes open. Though his first thought was to turn around and walk away he knew he would only feel bad for leaving her here in the cold.

Walking over to her he looked down. The girl hadn't noticed him, he stopped in front of her and kneeled down. "Do you need a place to stay" his voice was soft but kind. The girl glanced at him and immediately jumped back, "w-what do you want from me" were the first words she said. The man took a small breath and asked again a little louder "Do you need a place to stay". The girl looked warily at him, she looked into the man's eyes and she slowly calmed down. Holding out his hand to the girl he spoke again "I can offer you a place to stay for the night".

The moon had disappeared and was replaced by the warm and gentle sun. Stirring and turning the girl woke up. 'w-where am I' she thought, she found herself laying in a cave. 'oh, yes that man' she thought and got up. She stretched and looked around her, there was no sign of him in the cave. "I wanted to thank him, but guess since he isn't here i might as well leave" she whistled that's when she noticed a large conch horn laying against the wall of the cave. She seemed amazed at how big it was when she tried picking it up she wasn't even able to budge it. 'this is probably from the man' "Don;t touch that" she immediately turned her head when she heard the voice coming from the cave's entrance.