Rob: I was a cold miserable day. Winter had never been more unwelcoming. The only sign of life was a young man. He had dark, curly hair and had a frail, scarred face. He was wearing baggy, torn clothes. He pressed his face on a cold window. "It seems to be sub-zero," he muttered to himself. Although it was strange, it was about to get stranger. John heard a noise. He turned around in shock, and to his horror, there was a downpour of snow. John Aldor was looking at his doom, or so he thought at the time. A monster of snow came down and engulfed him into nothingness. When almost all hope was lost, he opened his eyes. "This isn't winter," he said in quite an astounded voice. He was right. It was a paradise with amber hills and massive trees. He saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Dragons were grazing on the hills. They were indeed quite friendly.

Rob: I was a cold miserable day. Winter had never been more unwelcoming. The only sign of life was a young man. He had dark, curly hair and had a frail, scarred face. He was wearing baggy, torn clothes. He pressed his face on a cold window. "It seems to be sub-zero," he muttered to himself. Although it was strange, it was about to get stranger. John heard a noise. He turned around in shock, and to his horror, there was a down-poor of snow. John Aldor was looking at his doom, or so he thought at the time. A monster of snow came down and engulfed him into nothingness. When almost all hope was lost, he opened his eyes. "This isn't winter," he said in quite an astounded voice. He was right. It was a paradice with amber hills and massive trees. He saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Dragons were grazing on the hills. They were indeed quite friendly.