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Just as her fingers barely touch the skin, two large black dogs charge from the woods on the other end of camp, barking and growling furiously. Amber jolts back in fear and trys to scurry away, but one of the dogs snatches some of her outfit in its mouth and pulls her back. "Nooo!...Let me go!" Just then she hears a whistle blow through the air coming from somwhere behind her. The dog releases her but doesnt move from its spot. Amber instinctively falls to her side and curls up into a tense ball with her arms covering her head. She lays there in the snow, trembling from the cold, and from fear. A few seconds pass and she starts to hear someone approch her, their boots crunching the snow below them. Still trembling, she heisitantly looks up.A large-framed, middle-aged man walks towards her dressed in black. He is not fat but is fairly stout, but tall. He stands about six feet, two inches. His features are grim and unkind. His short dark hair is scruffy and unkept, asif he's been in the woods for a few days. The gruff looking man glares at Amber with cold, dead, blue eyes, that strangely do not match the rest of him, for they are beautiful. "What is your business here, girl?" His voice is dark as well, but atleast it was calm. Amber eases out from her wound position and props herself up at an angle on her elbow. Though she still trembles she answers. "Im am lost, sir. I do not know how I got in the woods, and I have been wandering all day, sir, searching for somewhere to go. I have not eaten anything either, sir."

The girl named Amber awakens long after the man in white took flight. She looks around frightened and a bit confused of where she is at. "W-where....where am I?" Amber mumbles sleepily to herself as she makes an attemp to get to her feet. Her feet and legs are numb from the cold that engulfs this white forest, in which she lays, abandoned. She stumbles to another near by tree, her numb legs making it near impossibe to walk more than a few steps. The smell of smoke rises into her nostrils. She pulls what clothing she has tighter around her as her bare legs start to gain just a little feeling to them. She climbs back to her feet after falling again and trys to follows the smell...hoping someone be there to lend her some help. Amber comes across a small camp set up in the middle of small clearing, after a couple hours of trudging through the thick snow-covered forest. She stays half-hidden behind a tree studying the tiny camp. Wondering who by themselves could be out in the middle of nowhere in this dreadful weather? Seeming as the coast is clear and finding herself to be starving from seeing a rabbit roasting above the bright welcoming fire, she steps quietly from behind the tree. Amber tip-toes into the camp, trying to be as sneeky as possible. She kneels down by the fire and sticks her hands out a little ways from the folds of her clothes. Amber then lets out a sigh of relief as the flames bring back feeling to her pale limbs. "Awww...w-w-warmth" The delicious smelling rabbit captures her attention and she turns her head up to it. "I wonder...I w-wonder if it's c-cooked?" Her teeth chatter slightly from the cold as she reaches a hand up to the good size rabbit to make sure it is.

The man then places a hand on the girl's forehead. A flash of bright light! and the man feels a slight shock as his large hand begins to glow. He absorbs every one of the girl's memories through his gentle touch. All memories of her own world, her own powers. Therefore, when she wakes, she will believe herself to be nothing more than a mere mortal, one among many who walk in this world called earth. She will not remember anything not even her own name. The mysterious man continues draining her memory dry, after awhile he stops leaning in close,dropping his hand to her cheek, he whispers.* "Dear Amber, you now will walk and live among mortals. Please be careful, hear on earth. There are many dangers that wander in this world." With not another word spoken, the man in white rises to his feet and turns to leave her. After a few steps, he looks back over one of his broad shoulders at Amber's fragile body buried in sleep, with somewhat of sadness in his crystal blue eyes. "Farewell." The man says. With that he turns back around and leaps into the air, a sound of ripping flesh following. The shadow showing large things emerging from his back, carrying him away, never returning for a long time.

A white cloaked being with silver hair reaching down to its shoulders, peeking from underneath the cloak's hood, has a mission. Its features are that of a strong man. Everything about his appearance is so pale and mysterious, the cold and depressing winter of northern Russia seems to be a physical form such as the cloaked man himself. This being whom stands about six foot four, carries what appears to be a young girl, she seems to be around the age of eleaven. Her body limp from sleep in his lengthy arms. Her features are frail and beautiful like glass. The girl's light brown hair tangles down just pass her shoulders. She wears nothing but ragged torn material for clothing and a thin dark brown blanket wrapped tightly around her body for only a small amount of protection from the bitter freeze of the harsh cold. Crossing through a white forest, the cloaked man easily sits the girl down next to an old dead oak tree near the edge of the snow covered forest, not too far from an unknown town in the northest tip of dreadful Russia. A small town that once every eight years has one week of darkness, about an hour's walk beyond the thicket which surrounds them. Unfortunately, this is around that rare time.