Role

Chapter 1

The chilling wind blew through the deserted streets of the city, a
warning of the forth coming snow. It howled and whipped, threatening
to knock down any would be person still outside. A young arial boy
could be seen hudled in an ally, doing his best to avoid the merciless
cold. From time to time he could be seen lighting a match, hoping to
find warmth in the small flame.

As the boy shivered in the bleak weather, he looked up and smiled, as
though a promise was made. He hugged himself tightly, a faint whipser
escaping his beak, "Thank you Grombie!" The boy's eyes began to close
and he drifted off to sleep.

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Morning came and the young arial found himself wrapped in blankets
and resting upon a worn out cot. As he glanced around the room, he
saw several other cots, though empty for the time being, but clearly
used. A smile crossed the boy's face as he finally noticed Grombie sitting
on wooden stool beside the bed, arms cross and snoring slightly.

Feldscren decided not to wake his cow headed friend, but instead to
explore where he was at. It appeared to be some manor of sorts, and
while not warm, he was not freezing from the cruel winter day. A loud
clamour of noises caught his attention, and following the source he
entered a well lit room where several children were eating and talking.
They all stopped when he entered, and then he was welcomed.