The distorted view slowly came to focus. It was the kind of night that was bleak, dark, mysterious and you couldn't see much. The kind of night you would rather stay at home than be in. Blankets of darkness already covered the frosty forest. The view would have been beautiful, if there was no thick fog spoiling it or, to put it straight, the grunts or snarls of fighting in the distance. Plus, she didn't even have a view. Not a proper one anyway. All she could see was the quick blur of jet black mingled with deep red, traces of fern green with an occasional blinding blue, flashing trough, like it was never there. blood rinsed her mouth She was cold all over, even her eyeballs and she hardly had time to breathe, as frosty swirls of air swept silently towards her..