As Gwendolyn stepped through the portal, she felt a strange, tingling sensation wash over her. The moment she crossed the threshold, the air around her changed, growing colder and crisper. She blinked, adjusting to the sudden brightness, and when her vision cleared, she found herself standing in a completely different world.
The landscape before her was breathtaking in its stark beauty. A vast expanse of snow-covered ground stretched out in every direction, sparkling under the pale light of the sky. Towering mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks capped with glistening ice. The highlands were dotted with jagged rocks and frosted trees, their branches weighed down by the heavy snow.
Gwendolyn could hardly believe her eyes. The world she had just left behind seemed like a distant memory compared to this serene, snowy land. The air was so crisp it almost hurt to breathe, and each exhale sent puffs of mist swirling into the frigid air.
