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12

He woke to wind assaulting his face, the sound of the shutters bursting open, and a snowy gale tearing apart his room.. He shot out of bed, careened down the spiral staircase, and slipped out of the door in his pajamas.

He leapt down the snowy path towards the forest, an uncontrollable desire to make it up the mountain took control. A blizzard raged, stinging his face and chilling him to the core. As he began to ascend, the snow crumbled away at his feet. His whole body began to stop working. Fatigue had set in and the desire to curl up in a ball was impossible to resist. He began to crawl, shaking in pain and exhaustion, when the avalanche occurred.  

He woke up in bed, injured and emotionless. The passion and drive was no longer there, his motivation had completely disappeared. He felt like this for a while. Everything had lost its luster, spark, and shine. Even daily activities were a drag, it seemed like there was no reason to be alive.

Then one day, he woke up to the storm and the wind. His heart burned once again. He felt a fire stronger than ever before.