island round trip: stop 2
10-21-2021, 10:17 AM
Hattori was thankful for the frozen pathway as he crossed from the mainland to Ardens Glacies, as from sight alone he could tell he would have caught his death swimming in these conditions. To call this place an island seemed overly generous, as in reality it was merely a strip of land with water filling the gap in the centre. But at this time of year the freshwater was frozen solid, a vivid canvas of blue that stretched from one side of the rim to the other. As he made landfall, Hattori noticed the budding forest that had taken root on the isle, spruces and ferns well at home amongst all the snow and rock. Weaving off between the trees was a set of hoof tracks, some sort of sheep perhaps?
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