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It was a cathedral of ice. Towers of frozen vapor rose hundreds of feet into a clear, starlit sky, shielded by the spinning wall of the blizzard. In the center, growing from a crack in a sapphire-colored glacier, were the frost-flowers. They pulsed with a soft, rhythmic blue light, mimicking the beat of a human heart.

Ganco knelt, his breath hitching in the sudden warmth of the eye. He harvested only what was needed, whispering a prayer of thanks to the Burya. Andi sat vigil, his amber eyes reflecting the celestial glow. ganco_andi_burya

The journey back was a blur of exhaustion and freezing spray, but the blue light tucked inside Ganco’s coat kept him warm. When they finally descended into the valley, the storm broke, leaving behind a world draped in pristine, silent white. It was a cathedral of ice