Tekst nga leBonheur -
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The death on the cold
- Sam walked down the trail on snow mountains.
- It was terrible cold, almost sixty degrease below zero.
- He was weared in fur boots and warm clothes.
- He went to his friends who had the food and a fire.
- He expected to reach them in several hours and he knew that this trail leaded him to them.
- After a while he reached a frozen stream and he had to walk on to it.
- He couldn't find another way cause he should walk straignt to not lose a right way.
- Suddenly when he arrived to a middle of the stream he looked a spring under the ice and sank into the cold water with his knees.
- He was angry and he decided to make a fire to dry his clothes.He found a wood, took out matches and made a fire.
- He fed the fire all the time to go on it.
- Suddenly a puff of the wind shaked branches with the snow and all the load of the snow fell on him and the fire putted out.
- He gathered his matches, putted off gloves and became to scratch them on his legs.
- It blazed immediately but there weren't dry branches.
- So he couldn't make a fire again right now.
- While he collected branches his fingers stopped to bend and he couldn't make a fire.
- He throw to the trail expecting that he got on to reach his friends till he was able to stay alive but he failed.
- He decided to rest a while and fell asleep.
- It was his best sleep but he didn't woke up again.
- leBonheur
September 2015
Votoni tani!
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