I stagger across the baren wasteland of what people callamazing. First the bears, then the hunters and then the wolves, and now a blizzard?! There was not one dog who could find his comrades that had fallen into the 50 ft. snow below him. There was no chance for survival out here. He fell onto the soft, blistering snow. Soon he to would fall into a sleep so he can reach the other world. He closed his eyes and let the biting wind eat his peace of mind, body, and spirit. It will blow t0 a faraway land so someone could prosper while he miserably suffered. He was retarded, an idiot. For the first time in his life, the husky fell silent in grief and felt the pain of a lousy leader. For the first time in his life, he had failed. The snow covered the red husky up to make him feel the hate for him.
