Chapter 364 - Gaps

Iona was shivering with cold, her teeth chattering and she was frozen to the bones. She looked around her and all that came in her vision was pristine white of ice crystals that formed a rime on the tall pine trees. Perhaps it was afternoon because the sun glared on them. The wet patch of ice-frosted grass she was splayed on was like a bed of needles. From the corner of her eye, she saw intricate pink blossoms whose petals had a trace of white frost around the edges. She dragged herself out of the water, coughing and covered in mud. Exhaustion took over. All she remembered was that she was in the battle and she thought she would fade away into oblivion.