Once upon a time, a siberian husky has lost its home. Being strayed, it walked alone in the snow. The world was cold, tears running down its eyes while it howled at the dark night sky. "To where I belong. My coat has worn-out so much that it no longer sustains the chilling air. I just need a place where I can live forever with my companions" Day after day, its paw prints on the snow were concealed by the blizzard.
At a far corner to the west of where it stood, light of hope was faintly emitting from within a small farm which sat quietly by the glacier. The farm was brimming with warmth and serenity. At first glance, it was a place to call home, a place for the husky to regain its life. Finally. The long lost smile was once again carved on the husky's jaw. It was happy and relieved as if it has forgotten its sorrowful past and solitude.
There it began the second chapter of its life. Working for chores diligently and passionately, the farmers has granted the husky with undivided love. It has become part of their life, from animal herding, hunting, to pulling sleds. The husky was not alone, companionship was something that the husky could cling to. It has found a comrade, a samoyed. The husky and samoyed were close companions.
Perhaps, it was the destiny that the husky was to be alone. Its companionship with the samoyed has started to crumble. Husky may have hurt the samoyed without realizing it or they may have been pulling away from each other ever since there was something amiss in their communication. Yesterday, today, tomorrow, husky and samoyed were no longer as close as they used to be.
Husky was living its life with the fragments of memories, slowly, gradually, the samoyed's shadow was fading away from husky's eyes. But, with determination Husky believed that if it could treat the comrade with sincerity and be a real companion, it wouldn't be forever alone.