The path began to widen out and soon mountain walls crept up on both sides. My legs dragged. Snow was swirling around my face, blocking my vision, or was it my wound that was turning everything dark? Breaths came uneven and shallow. My mind went hazy and then I felt cold on the back of my neck. My eyes closed. I was lost to the world, unable to move my own limbs.
“Tabor, wake up, Tabor.” Arsan called my name. Not even the sound of concern within his words could convince me to do as he wished. I knew I needed to open my eyes, but they were heavy and wouldn't respond. My name was being called again, “Tabor!”
I finally forced my eyes to take a peak, to find out what was going on. I was on my back in the snow. Arsan hung over me with concern on his face. He was saying something I couldn't make out. He touched the side of my face, but I couldn't feel his warm hand. My ears rang, there were no sounds. Then there was nothing at all. My eyes closed again and all was black.
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