This is an amazing piece by:  Simargl_Artist

The Kobold walks through the snowy lands of what was most familiar to him. Bracing the harshness he begins to forget why he walks this path, he is but a small creature with a foolish Deathwish. The winds howl their chants and promises of more cold to come most fierce, the freezing snow and soil burn his paws. As a mocking welcome back to where he started. Even the entity calls from the necklace, saying to him how pointless it is to fight what it gives to him, and what they had made him. But with all this cruel embrace, he knows why he walks. To remember, to change from what and who he was. If not for the better of himself, then for the others who care for him. He can change.