top of the world

With the wind and snow whipping around him visibility was nearly nonexistent. Grimly aware of his situation Aku pressed on. A blizzard had cropped up suddenly which wouldn’t have mattered much if there was shelter to take refuge in, but the landscape around him was barren. If he didn’t find something soon he would settle for digging a den in the snow and hunkering down in there until the worst of the storm passed, but it wasn’t idle as it left him open to cave ins and other snow mishaps.

A spot of grey high overhead gave him pause and he turned stinging, snow bleary eyes upwards. Something was definitely there. Something tall and sturdy looking. Whatever it was, it was his best chance at a shelter so Aku changed course and made a run for it. The snow was deep and travel difficult, but soon enough he found himself standing under some sort of archway. Tall spires at his sides offered shelter from the wind, but not much.

Hoping there was more to the structure Aku continued on between the spires in search of cover. Surely there was some fallen spire, some deep crevice or structure, that he could shelter in.