[ Snow is hard. That much she's known before coming out here, but its the whining voice in her mind as snow crunches underfoot. It's dangerous out here, and she reminds herself for maybe the hundredth time that it's not like she hadn't been cautious. Civilization is within sight with a little back-tracking but even still, she's marked out a path, low on every few trees, just a slice of her dagger. Not that this part of the woods has a lot of trees to worry about. Trudging on she sees why, a clearing. White as far out as she can see, it draws a gasp from her, but hardly out of surprise, its... it's--]
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Kodesh, wow. Beautiful.