[h2][color=red]S A B L E[/color][/h2]

	It was funny in a way that masked sadness. The journey that he was on. His heart had led him to abandon those that would betray him one day, but how could he be sure they would? or even if the vision was true? Magic was capable of many things, whose to say that it couldn't replicate Rhodroth's voice. That a evil wizard wasn't manipulating him in some form or fashion. 

	He wasn't even sure where he was at the moment, hours of mindless walking had brought him into a blizzard. He kept his body at a heated temperature for the Exceed but he was having difficulty seeing. "Dammit, where the hell am I running to anyway?" he muttered to himself, eyes squinted as he trudged through the snow.