Shattered mirrors, frozen blood. [M]

[Medievarad]

"As I said. You are useless frozen." Was his formulated and oh so sophisticated response. "The storm should clear soon. Another day of walking and we will have left this tundra."

[CrystalRose]

Cecelia felt somewhat surprised that she was finally leaving this frozen wasteland. A twinge of guilt found its way into her heart. Flynn never got the chance to do this...I took it from him, and because of me, he never got to live a free life.

Shaking her head, she banished the thought.

"Let's move onward, then. We shouldn't waste much time," she said.

[Medievarad]

"I wasn't planning to." Those were the last words he stated, before proceeding on the travel with complete silence. After several hours, the storm finally passed by, the sun shining down on the frozen wasteland.

And after another several hours, they seemed to pass by a natural border, the frozen tundra making way for rocks and tufts of grass.