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Moving forward was a chore. Ice crept up my legs, and bit at the corners of my face covering. Every step required me to break off more connecting ice. If I stayed still for too long, I would become a permanent resident. Despite the cold resistant enchantment on my gear, I still shivered. I was in a tall cave, decorated with giant icicles, thick snow, and, of course, ice. My journey to this place was long, and no doubt exciting, from outside perspective. But I was not excited along the way.
The creatures living in this realm are all carnivorous, winter dwelling monsters. I had to fight my way to this place; my destination. In this cave, was the source of an artificial winter, that plagued the surrounding kingdom.Read this story