As she assaulted the words at me, my ears burned. I could feel a great regret burning me up and the sense of loss made me wish death upon myself. The apple left her hand and I could trace every second of its free fall, till it submerged itself within the inches of snow. At that point was not just an apple but a teardrop rolled down my cheek, its warmth separating it from my cold face.<br/>She continued to warn me, told me to ran but I felt paralyzed. Her words were rushing past my mind and I thought if this is the last time I'll see her. She hopped up as if she were a grasshopper and turn to ran into where ever her camp laid. Why do the gods punish me so brutally, do they laugh by twisting my fate.<br/>She disappeared in the mess of trees, till in the end I only heard her faint steps. At this moment I curse myself for my action, was my heart so heavy as to not even call out to her. Now my mind recalls all my action, and awaits for my next action. I will warn my village, my life might end for my escape but all this was never never meant to be at first. Maybe my life in exchange may save my village...