Permafrost
He didn't feel when the ice began to form.
It was a slow, quiet beginning of detachment when he bade himself to go beyond that place, that little place with nothing on it and everything in it. Renne had begun to Analyse again and he kept coming to the same conclusion.
The ice was a clever thing that way.
When Renne woke on the sand, he first crafted a sphere to send up north. He knew it'd get there, to the place way beyond the map's edge. The ice's cold breath inside did not yet numb away the feeling that he was slowly tearing apart. Renne knew his vows and took his loyalty incredibly seriously. Undeserved or not, loyalty was loyalty.
As he turned to face the west, he wondered if Rhy'Din or his own loyalty, which one might down him first.
He didn't feel when the ice began to form.
It was a slow, quiet beginning of detachment when he bade himself to go beyond that place, that little place with nothing on it and everything in it. Renne had begun to Analyse again and he kept coming to the same conclusion.
The ice was a clever thing that way.
When Renne woke on the sand, he first crafted a sphere to send up north. He knew it'd get there, to the place way beyond the map's edge. The ice's cold breath inside did not yet numb away the feeling that he was slowly tearing apart. Renne knew his vows and took his loyalty incredibly seriously. Undeserved or not, loyalty was loyalty.
As he turned to face the west, he wondered if Rhy'Din or his own loyalty, which one might down him first.