slapped his head, ‘I never meant it like that.
‘We really like it sir, very white and a lot of the landscape looks the same, snow and ice but other than that.’ said Timmy putting in the voice he used when he wanted to sound grown up.
‘It wasn’t always like that you know.’
‘What do you mean?’ asked Aaron.
This has always been a land of winter as you would call it but there used to be so much colour brought about by a special creature known only to this planet. They started disappearing centuries ago until there was only one left. It is said that the one last magical creature is being held prisoner somewhere on this world, by a fierce and powerful being.’
‘What is the name of this magical creature?’ asked Timmy.
‘Cwissmussywussyfussjeerydeer.’
Timmy couldn’t help but snigger especially at hearing such a silly name being pronounced so seriously.
‘Do you have any idea where it might be?’ asked Aaron, leaning toward the fire himself.
The man tapped his stick on the ground, ‘yes if I can remember. There was a rumour, I just need to recall what it was.’
‘Well if you can recall it mister, you’re looking at the two people who will find it, rescue it and bring this world back to what it should be.’ as Timmy said this Aaron and Timmy did a jubilant high five.
‘Yes, yes.’ the creature said almost annoyed. ‘Ah yes, got it, it was ...’
A huge earthquake interrupted him. They were showered with splinters of ice from the ceiling.
‘Oh no.’ the creature shouted.
‘What is it?’ demanded Timmy.
‘To you it’s a huge ice monster, it wants to eat me and I’m trapped.’
‘You’re trapped we’re in here with you, how big is it?’
‘It’s big.’ replied Aaron as a huge shadow crossed the land and a creature the size of a block flats covered their entire view.
‘You’re made of ice, is it a cannibal?’
‘A cannonball, Timmy, how can it be a cannonball?’ Aaron asked sounding annoyed.
‘I’ve never heard of Gammon hall, what are you talking about?’ the creature snapped.
‘I don’t believe this here we are facing certain death and you two ...’
What appeared to be a huge glass claw came smashing through the cave. They all tumbled through the air as daggers and spears of ice flew at them of every direction. Timmy screamed as he looked up and saw through the chaos that nothing could save him from the huge set of razor sharp teeth that he was about to meet ...
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT CHRISTMAS
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