But the storm quickly returned.
And then they met!
Invisible in the snow bank it lurked, marked his presence,
waited to attack!
The great white bear moved quietly, without a warning growl. It
charged down upon him, its huge jaws wide. Its clawed paws
reached out to seize him.
Quickly he strung his bow, notched an arrow!
As he drew the cord, the snow settled beneath his foot. He
felt himself slipping.
He fell, rolled downhill!
Demo slid halfway across a frozen pond. Thick, fat flakes of
white touched his face. They melted in cold trickles as he lay
half conscious.
Suddenly the ice gave way beneath him!
Even as he sank he saw, blurred upon the shore, two monsters in
mortal combat.
The great white bear!
And another. One he knew too well.
The bitter cold of the icy waters enveloped him. Through he
forced his arms and legs to move, to try once more to rise to
the surface, it was to no avail. The freezing cold quickly
changed to numbness, then oblivion.
Warmth! He felt warmth!
Not since he had left home had he felt such wonderful, gentle,
soothing warmth.
He slowly opened his eyes, then closed them in disbelief. The
girl ministering to him outshone even Athena in beauty. Slender,
yet with the smooth curves of a mature woman, she held his gaze.
Her face, though pale, mirrored beauty found only in one's
dreams. Her lips, soft and pouting, were warm and red. Her face
expressed concern, and her eyes expressed compassion.
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