The way was treacherous, the weather evil and cruel
The storm was hindering them, impeding their way and they were short on fuel.
Mae was tortured by visions of her brother in the Witch of the East’s hold
Also those of her beloved Polar Bear prone inert upon the snow laid cold.
Battling on as best they can they faced horror hither to unknown to man.
Fiery two headed dragons breathing ice and fire.Wolves so huge their legs each side of the road would span.
Yet they battled on ,the witch of the East was watching their every move
Every slip and fall they suffered she was watching , it was working wonders on her mood!
Spitefully she smiled as they suffered cold and hunger pangs
She found solace in their agony , she thrived on their pain
It truly excited her to see them struggling and suffering strain.
Taking pleasure in their toils she encourage the child to join her in this game.
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