Old Scars - Part 1

He took carefully calculated steps through the forest which had no path. It was quite hot as if it was summer time. He hated the heat and hoped that the weather of the place where he was headed would be cooler than where he was.

He walked for about 10 minutes when he saw snow ahead. A broad smile enveloped his lips and he ran towards the snowy area and took a sniff of the air. He knew this place wouldn't disappoint him. It was snowing hard, like a blizzard but, he didn't mind it. He sat down on the snow and enjoyed the coldness it brought with it. He inhaled the cold air and brought both his legs close to his chest. Though, the place where he sat now was the same forest he was coming from, they had striking differences.