As I knelt there, crying softly to myself like all the other times I had done before, I knew that I would be alone forever.
Time passed; what felt like hours were probably only minutes. Forcing myself, I manage to move, leaning back to kneel on my calves, rubbing my eyes clear of my tears.
I don't understand any of this. My small breakdown wasn't going to be as bad as I thought; I sigh slowly, looking about the area. The moon illuminated the damage I had done to the trees and rocks; some of the trees' branches were cracked and I glance at the ground beneath them, shaking my head at the small bits of ice beneath them. I made the branches fall…
Standing up, using my staff as support, I lost my footing and fell backwards on the ice, my head hitting the hard surface with a soft thud sound. "Ow…" I groan loudly, curling up on the ice and rubbing the back of my head. The spot that hurt stung, but I was trying my best to ignore it.
I stood up again, slowly, leaning on my staff for support. Come on, Jack. Get ahold of yourself, I thought, trying to reassure myself.
Legs shaking a bit, I jumped up off the surface of the ice and let the wind take me. The slight breeze that began picked up suddenly, throwing me about, away from a nearby village. I put my arms to my sides and my legs together to be more aerodynamic, flowing with it, leaning up so that I could gain altitude. I knew how high I could get, once trying to reach the moon, but never getting close. It felt like something was gripping me and pulling me back down, forcing me to stay here for whatever my fate was.
I wasn't planning on going that high this time.
Satisfied with how high the wind let me go, I spun around and stopped in the air. Looking down, I gazed over the landscape, everything beneath me looking like ants from the height. The village far, far away had several lights still on; lanterns to keep the night paths lit, and for the villagers themselves to keep warm at night. My gaze fell on the lake that I was just on. Up here it was just a dot of light that the moon was reflecting on.
Everything else, miles and miles away, was dark.
I couldn't see any other light source, no matter where I was looking.
All of it…
I can't escape it, can I?
It's all so dark, and…
I felt the emotions starting to take over again.
Darkness began creeping up on the corners of my vision. I blinked twice to see if it would clear. It didn't. I rubbed my eyes then, careful to not drop my staff, and the darkness still wouldn't go away.
Why? I thought, clenching my teeth and closing my eyes. My hands began shaking again, not from the cold or the darkness this time, but from fear. What am I going to do? Will it be like this forever?
Gripping my staff tightly, I brought my arms up to my chest, crossing them over one another and grabbing at the material of my brown cloak. The piece of clothing was wildly flying in the wind around me; I could hear it fluttering against itself and my vest. I dug my nails in to the material, trying to hurt it as if it was alive.
My feelings were turning me.
I started forming frost at my fingertips, causing it to branch out from me and on to the cloak. I heard the material slowing down as I slowly froze it, the sound was annoying me.
If I have to be alone… in this darkness, forever, then so does everyone else.
I brought my knees close to my chest, moving my arms out of the way and hugging them close to my body, not spinning or moving at all, save my hair moving in the wind. I heard a cracking sound, not knowing where it was coming from. I felt something brush against my back and move down.
My cloak is breaking…
The weight from the frozen piece of clothing on me started to lighten. It didn't matter to me if any of the broken shards hit anyone as they fell, I just wanted everything to be dark.
Mustering up all the power that I could, and letting out a loud yell of pain, I violently thrust my limbs out from my body: ice shot out in each of the directions as wind started to form around me. I made the wind hack at the ice until it was a fine powder before sending it away from me, continuously doing this.
I'm going to bury this place in ice and snow.