Mia squinted. The sunshine ahead was blinding after the shaded confines of the canopied forest.
What was there? She hesitated at the edge of the tree line. An unencumbered wind made her shiver. She'd underestimated the advantages of the sheltered and temperate woods.
The snowy mountains would be next, according to her vision.
"What… what is that?"
Ford's eyes must have adjusted more quickly than Mia's to the very bright day. Not only was the sun unhindered by cloud cover, it was being reflected back at them from a shockingly white set of cliffs that rose like shelves from the plain ahead.
Mia blinked. She'd seen drawings of mountains in books, but nothing like this. Was that snow? While noticeably more chilly than the woods, it didn't seem cold enough for ice… and yet, that's exactly what it looked like ahead.
Cliffs of white ice like frozen waterfalls tumbling towards the earth.
