Chapter One

The group crouched bellow a depression of snow, shielded from the valley ahead by the small rise. [Name] turned to [Name2] 'Do it.' [Name2] sat, his arms outstretched and palms facing the sky. His body shuddered slightly and his eyes rolled back and into his head, grey blue whisps escaping from the corners. His vison blurred and swam, a multitude of breif images flashing before him as he searched for the future he wanted. It was taxing at first as he tried to find a rhythm to the flow, letting the images flow over him as if he was sitting in a shallow river. The flashed were breif but their combined flow threatened to wash him away. He found the thread he wanted and latched onto it, piecing the images into a picture of the house in the valley, half burried by snow. He found himself standing in front of the cottage door, unmoving and frozen in place. He felt a moment of fear as he slipped back into his body, the half second of falling always making his heart pound even though he had experienced the sensation hundreds of time before.