The young prince had been enjoying himself, soaking up the familiar warmth of the sun when he was swept far away. As to where he was now, he had no idea. He was engulfed by darkness and the cold air was startling, enough so to give him a chill across his bare arms. Light was no where to be found and not a sound was made, even in the distance.
"What is this...?" Cronos said to no one in particular, waving
a hand before his face in an attempt to see just what was visible. Unfortunately, he could only see the outline. Surely, it wasn't a dream; it was much too real, much too vivid to be that. Yet to have it all striped away so suddenly, could it have been anything but?
"Is there anyone there?"