"I spotted nothing but roaming pandas." A scout rode back to the company and told Rafel. She was a slimfit girl and her piercings glinted in the heat: an [Adept Survivor], one of the first escorts from Helladeep. She too, like Khalifa had being at his side since the great Canyon.
"Only pandas?" Rafel asked. It was hot afternoon and they had just ended the thirty mile distance between the Skoatl Mountains and this mysterious landmark. According to Khalifa, the cold forest called the Jun Prefecture. A weather miracle, so named because of its icy climate.
Even from about ten meters away Rafel could see the rolling fog rising up the tall trees of the ghostly woods like smoke. In this wilderness roundabout, Jun Prefecture was like a smoky realm; a small world cut off from the rest. Like someone had plucked a haven from the deep north and set it down in the middle of the desert. It didn't fit.
