Prologue.
I'm running, I can't stop. I just keep running, the burning feeling in my lungs won't stop, it hurts so much. I know I can't stop, if I do, he'll die. The snow bites at my face, leaving a painful sting.
I know who will help me though, she promised. She promised me that no matter what, I knew I could count on her.
But even still, something within me feels like she's about to break that promise.
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Varian
Fantasythis is a story from Varian's POV up until he turned into the villain, i hope you enjoy!
