Follow up to: Cooling Off
Other than the sharp chill of cold, Alcor didn’t know what to expect when they arrived on her world. Each time she had visited, it felt like she was discovering some new place, with the exception of a few instances where she had a specific location in mind she wanted to return to. For this visit, all she envisioned was a place not on the surface of her world, preferring instead a place sheltered from the biting wind.
They stood on a bridge made of white stone, similar to quartz perhaps, that was coated in a layer of ice. Beneath the bridge’s arch was a slow-moving river that was devoid of any fish-like creatures or life in general.
The high vaulted ceiling was easily at least seven hundred feet above them, if not more. But at its peak, the ice was thin enough to allow light to filter through, so it was easy enough to see without stumbling their way up the staircase or over uneven ground. “I can’t say I’ve been here before…”
Alcor looked up at what looked to be a castle with many pointed spires and tall archways. “It looks fragile yet also somehow terrifying.”
