Losing My Marbles

The woman answered her easily enough, and she was glad she had run into someone more...chipper. It would do well for her, she thought. Take her mind off all the shit from her past for once. "I am, in a sense. I'm Paradise, pleasure." She replied in turn. Her gaze looked past the other woman, watching briefly as the sun rose higher. The intricate veins in the riverbed sparkled with color, the surrounding snow only further enhancing its beauty. Her gaze turned away from the rising sun as she quietly looked around. There was much to see here, she was sure. Though truth be told, she was quietly assessing the area, wondering if there was a bigger pocket of gold that the tendrils came from, or if it was all etched intricately into the ground in thin tendrils. Also, she was curious if there was anything else other than gold and marble...ah, but perhaps a deeper exploration for another day. She could always come back. "I've come to explore the North as well. To see what all has changed over the years if anything." She shrugged.