The cold bites your fingers, your face, your eyes... Around you, amidst the cataclysmic landscape, the tips of giant peaks hardly pierce through the snowy crust. The black rocks fractured and cracked by the overwhelming ice. Frozen stalactites dangling from their every nook and cranny. Be wary of the weather. Be wary of hidden crevices, lying in wait to engulf you under the snow. Be wary of the creatures that can survive this cold...
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