Beauty Reigns

It was... beautiful here. The snow, it sparkled so clearly in the moonlight. Accented by the willow trees, it brought a feeling of peace and calm to the Amazonian woman. It was, perhaps, one of the most peaceful lands the woman has entered that has not been the North. Though she would never make her home in a weak land such as the south, she could appreciate the beauty - and she did here and now.

The woman would sit beneath a willow tree, gazing out past the dangling branches, the frosted white of them glimmering lightly in the light cast by the moon.