Deep blue sky.
Sharp mountain peaks.
The ridge, which sharply divides sky and earth as if carved by a knife, is covered with eternal snow.
Kuuuu-
A wyvern's cry echoed thunderously through the sky.
Two women were walking through that treacherous magic realm.
Their apparent ages seemed similar.
However, they didn't look like companions at all.
One was a fairy, and one was human.
The fairy had silver hair and wore traditional white clothing.
The human had long flame-like red hair and wore black leather pants and jacket.
They didn't match at all, and indeed, they rarely spoke during their time together.
But they did have something in common.
Despite the difficult terrain, their movements were light.
Whether climbing terrible slopes.
Or descending dizzying descents.
They never stopped once.
They bounced lightly like mountain goats.
