She was back there again.
A landscape stretched out and covered with snow. There was no ending to the journey, and the familiarity of it all told her she was now in a very deep dream state. It was still snowing softly, and the sun has never been out for as long as she had been trapped here the last time, and it still wasn't out this time too.
Staying cold was always her forte though, so she didn't mind.
Raziah sat down on the cold sand of snow and stared ahead into the fog that swarmed over the horizon. She thought she wouldn't want to be back at first, but after witnessing what was truly happening back there, then she wouldn't mind staying here for as long as possible.
