Winter was shaking. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to hurt her so badly, hit her in the head and make everything come back. He wanted to scream and cry like a little boy and tell until hiss he burst. Instead he turned, rejected and left her before he hurt anyone else and disapeared into the forest beyond the walls. He sat high up in a tree, alone and cried into his knees until his tears ran out and he fell asleep.
River was looking Winter. Where was he? She was worried.




