***
Infront of the tower.
As usual no matter how far back I leaned my head, the tower vanished straight into the gray sky like it stabbed through the world itself.
And at its base the snow melted. Disappear.
I laughed sofly. "As USUAL."
We ran toward the tower.
Boreas slowed as we reached the circular boundary where snow still covered the ground—
but beyond it, the ground was bare.
He stopped.
I jumped down from his back.
"Wait," I said.
I walked forward slowly, feet crunching against the last thin layer of snow.
The white snow thinned with every step until the ground beneath turned dark and bare— still cold…
Snowflakes dropped unto the part where the ground doesn't have snow. It hissed and disappeared immediately.
I stopped right at the edge, my foot hovering where the snow ended completely, as if an invisible line divided a two different worlds.
Then I took a step forward—
A red circle ignited around the tower.
