A snow hare runs past, a cougar on its tail. Powerful stilts lift you, warning the cougar away, for it chose to ingnore the rabbit, and have a bigger lunch. With an effortless leap, the cougar pounces, but you turn and buck, sending the leathal preditor flying to the artic waters. You see the rabbit, almost invisable against the winter frost, nods to you, beckoning you to follow. Curiosity getting the best of you, you follow, unsure of what will happen or where you are going. You follow the river 'round the hill and see it, a winter wonderland. The winters frost covered the terra firma. The glisting white snow draws you closer, yet it isn't cold, it is a warm bliss. A wave of happiness washes over you as a horse as plain as the land stride over to you. Frozen with fear, you don't move, unsure if the approaching creature was going to attack. Don't be frightened m'dear. There is no reason to fret, for I will not attack. I have been blessed Alice, and this is my land. I would like if you stay, but you may leave if you wish. Your choice. The words rush through your head. So much had happened at once. You look to the white rabbit, but he isn't there. Looking puzzled you wonder what happened, but a more important question arrises. Will you stay or go?
Ingraved
Parallel Valley
Gyring Flows
Empires
Passion Peak
Convulsion Meadow
Betrayal Bluff
Nativity Forest
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