[As Kaz waxes poetry about the cruelty of capitalism, Estelle is really doing her best out here as they begin their ascent up the mountain. The path is a little narrow and slippery, but it doesn't seem to be too difficult to navigate. The mountain itself winds in circles, the path working in a spiral as the clouds roll in and begin shielding any sort of light they could use.
Every now and then there's a whip of the wind, and a jingle-like laughter can be heard. But the sleigh itself is no longer in sight.
Near the summit, the path narrows further, almost to the point they nearly have to hug the cliffside in order to shimmy along. If they aren't careful, they will lose their balance, and any time they actually touch the cliff itself they'll find that any exposed skin will begin to grow cold and stiff.
At the end of the path, there's a strip of land that gives space for two bridges. One bridge is made of ice blocks with small gaps in between, and one is made of wooden planks and rope that's seen better days. The two seem to lead to two different paths without joining again at the end.
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Every now and then there's a whip of the wind, and a jingle-like laughter can be heard. But the sleigh itself is no longer in sight.
Near the summit, the path narrows further, almost to the point they nearly have to hug the cliffside in order to shimmy along. If they aren't careful, they will lose their balance, and any time they actually touch the cliff itself they'll find that any exposed skin will begin to grow cold and stiff.
At the end of the path, there's a strip of land that gives space for two bridges. One bridge is made of ice blocks with small gaps in between, and one is made of wooden planks and rope that's seen better days. The two seem to lead to two different paths without joining again at the end.
Which path will they take?]