<div align=center>The current scene could possibly remind one of a certain part of Bambi, where snow coated the ground and a certain long legged deer skated across a frozen pond, or attempted to skate at least. Bill stood dead still, his breath fogging in the winter air and his eyes wide, frightened. How had he gotten out here? He had no idea, but when he turned his head to look back he found that he was too far away from the shore to be able to go back again. Ice skating will be easy. He had told himself, Gabriel said he can do it just fine. And if Gabe could do it, then why couldn't he? Why was he trapped out in the middle of a frozen lake. The boy whimpered, Gabe was never around when you needed him, or if he was, he arrived far too late to help.
He could hear the ice crunching beneath his feet and it made him panic. "Please don't break." He whispered, doe eyes flickering down to look beneath him, a thought briefly crossing his mind that wondered if the fish were alright. If he moved, he'd fall, and if he fell he would probably fall through the surface of the lake and drown. William couldn't ice skate, and he certainly couldn't swim. The boy drew a breath and shivered a little, ah well, if I die at least I've known love.</div>
He could hear the ice crunching beneath his feet and it made him panic. "Please don't break." He whispered, doe eyes flickering down to look beneath him, a thought briefly crossing his mind that wondered if the fish were alright. If he moved, he'd fall, and if he fell he would probably fall through the surface of the lake and drown. William couldn't ice skate, and he certainly couldn't swim. The boy drew a breath and shivered a little, ah well, if I die at least I've known love.</div>