Typical

The snow was falling hard, the wind blowing it down and directly into Rider and Estis's eyes as they rose hard into the night. They were blinded, unable to aim their path with any certainty, and they trusted in their horses to point them in the right direction. They had little other choice. They rode in silence - not because they wished to, but because they knew that opening their mouths would lead only to them being stuffed with icy snow, that would drain them of their heat and water.

Though neither said it, or gave any notion of it, they both wished to be riding in the opposite direction. Rushed on by the snow, back to their homes, where they could be in peace and comfort as the night rushed down upon them. It was late, and they were tired, but they knew that they had to push forward. If they didn't, there would be no home for them to return to. Distant threats preparing to rain down on them, ready to take from them everything that they once held dear.

When the wind finally died down, and the pair could afford to open their eyes, it was nothing but whiteness that they could see in every direction. For an hour they continued to ride in silence, unsure of where they were, or what was coming for them, or if the snow would strike at them again. But finally they decided, remarkably close together, that they could speak, they had but one thought on their mind.

"Do you know where we are, Rider?" Estis asked. "It has been many hours since we set out, and that storm was far too powerful for me to watch our path."

Rider shook his head. "I am sorry, your highness," he replied, "but I know no more than you. I could see nothing through the snowfall, and it is far too white out on these fields for me to find my way. At least not in this darkness. We will have to wait until the morning's sun before we can correct any failures. We must trust in the horses for now."

"And if we are lost? If we are somewhere where you do not know your way?"

Rider removed his helmet to brush the snow out of its eye pieces, his long hair falling down to show how the icy flakes had invaded his protection and stuck to the long locks. "We will not be lost. There is no land this far from our kingdom which I do not know well enough to find my way. Regardless of what direction we have gone, I will find our path, your highness."

Estis sighed and rubbed at her eyes. They felt frozen in place. "Men," she muttered.