Winter always comes with surprises. Sometimes it brings you the joy in the form of solitude, other times it comes with a snowstorm that buries your old cabin in a thick snow mountain that has you trapped until Springtime. You had believed that you w...
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Your sister had been right when she told you that things were not going to be easy for you when you made your departure from the coven.
Even if the snow had yet to pile up when you made the trip, the terrible weather was enough to make your journey out into the woods lasted a lot longer than how it usually would with all the roadblocks getting in the way. It took the whole day for you to reach the border heading to the forest by car, followed by a trip on foot through the dense woods when the car that had taken you from the coven couldn't get through.
You had been more than thankful to have Marla and her husband, Jooheon, to drive you all the way from the coven until you were left on your own. Thanks to them, you didn't have to worry about leaving your car stranded at the forest's border all through winter.
Even if you have been left with no clue on how to return.
You had been too exhausted to find anything wrong about the cabin on the first night of your arrival that you merely focused on settling in. You had found enough firewood inside the cabin to last you for the night and everything else seemed to be intact at first glance. The snowfall and the cold had not been so intense on your first night of residing in the new shelter that you managed to fall asleep so easily for the rest of the night.
As you woke up the next morning, however, you quickly realised that you had made the perfect decision of leaving the coven early when the signs of an incoming snowstorm already started to appear. And sure enough, upon further inspection under the brighter sunlight, you found that the old cabin would not be ready to face it.
The sky was almost dark grey when you woke up that morning. Even the forest looked dark and gloomy when you stepped out of the cabin for the first time to grab some more firewood to warm up the rooms inside. But the moment you were outside looking in and looking straight at the old place, you finally managed to see everything that was wrong about the place and how—once again—your sister was right about it not being exactly winter-friendly for you to reside in through the cold season.
It had been a while since you had been here, after all, when your last private training had ended last summer. Surely, the change of seasons had worn down the old building enough that at that moment, as you were looking at it, you were not entirely sure if it could make it through the next few months.
At least, not unless you were going to do something about it.
From the tiles on the slanted side of the roof that seemed to be hanging in odd angles, almost close to falling down, to the planks on the sidewall which seemed to be stained with mould, it really did seem like the cabin was ready to fall into pieces. Then you looked over to the side to find that most of the firewoods that had been kept there were soaking wet from being exposed to the change of weather. The tarp that had been used to cover them had been snapped open and flailing with the wind.
