[It is, unfortunately, freezing up on this mountain and the cold seeps in the longer they stand at the bridges and debate their options. Looking back, Whereville is very far away. The lights are just bright enough to barely see, but it's hard to tell if the shops are open again or even if the villagers have come out of hiding.
Across the bridges, there are two more paths. Looking up though, they can see what looks like the mouth of a cave...and the front of the sleigh sticks out just far enough, like there isn't quite room to park it.
The ice bridge is slick, but the wooden bridge sways in the wind slowly. They can pick whatever makes sense.]
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Across the bridges, there are two more paths. Looking up though, they can see what looks like the mouth of a cave...and the front of the sleigh sticks out just far enough, like there isn't quite room to park it.
The ice bridge is slick, but the wooden bridge sways in the wind slowly. They can pick whatever makes sense.]