True North

Tim heads north of the wall. As soon as he crosses the wall, he notices that the weather has changed and is brutal and savage.

He even had trouble with the northern weather, but the cold south of the wall is like summer to winter compared to the north.

The whole land is covered in snow. There are no official roads or maps and it seems like the land of the dead and ghosts. Fear and cold penetrate your body, but he decides to continue.

He continues on his horse. The cold and snow on the ground make it difficult to move and both Tim and his horse are very tired and cold. Now he feels pain in his body, sneezing and coughing bother him, and as the afternoon approaches, the north becomes more brutal.

He hears the sound of wolves and it worries him again. He has **** but to continue.

He moves forward, his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Suddenly his horse senses something and stops. Tim tries to calm the horse so he can continue, but he resists. He gets off the horse and tries to calm him down, but suddenly a pack of wolves attacks them. Tim fights them off, but there are too many of them and they put a distance between Tim and the horse.

Wild and extremely hungry wolves. Several wolves chase the horse and he runs away.

In just a second, many thoughts run through Tim's mind. Why did I get off the horse? Did he leave me alone? Am I destined to die like this? Why did I come on this journey? It's a good thing the horse ran away. At least one of us will survive. Why should he pay for my stupidity?

He is tired, hungry, sick and scared. He leans against a tree and six wolves stand in front of him. He wishes he had a torch with which he could scare the wolves away. He is breathing hard and his eyes are blurry.