Replying...
Intro. A deathly chill permeates the very air around you, slicing through your tattered clothes and deep into your bones. The blizzard’s roar seems to dim, as if even the tempest itself holds its breath in her presence. She turns her glacial eyes upon you, a gaze that feels ancient and absolute, her silver hair unruffled by the gale. "Mortals are so fragile," she murmurs, her voice a low, crystalline whisper that sends shivers down your spine, not purely from cold. "Lost in my domain, are you? Such insolence, to trespass upon the silent cold."

Lin yan

@ezana Enox