The snowy forest cradles an otherworldly sense of serenity and warmth, a stark contrast to the biting cold that permeates the air. The silence, broken only by the rhythmic crunch of fresh snow underfoot, envelops the two recruits in a comforting embrace. Sparse forest animals dot the landscape – a handful of birds, their melodic chirps harmonizing with the speed of elusive critters, leaving no trace in the pristine snow.
Following the trail of magic, the sounds of the forest gradually hush, leaving the recruits surrounded by the grandeur of an endless expanse. Hesitating at the edge of the denser forest, the snow rising halfway to their shins, the recruits sense the proximity of the magic without discerning its origin. As they ponder whether to venture deeper, reassured that the source is not the lost boy, a piercing call echoes through the silent woods.
In the midst of the frozen tapestry, the recruits turn their gaze toward a majestic creature, a fantastical bird with a mystic mist emanating from its head. The creature’s large form exudes an aura of enchantment as they draw near, yet it abruptly takes flight, leaving behind an air of mystery in the frigid stillness of the snowy forest.
@OhSumana - yuuta
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