I woke up at the edge of a massive forest, next to a river. I had no idea of where I was or how I got there. I shook my head and staggered backwards, only to slip on a patch of ice. As I got up, I considered the other side of the setting. There were two castles, separated by a snowy plain. One appeared to be built of stone, and the other glimmered as if it were made of ice. Perhaps there were people there who could help me.
But then I turned to consider the forest trail. That had to lead somewhere, and there was more likely to be food there than in the snowy tundra. Eventually I decided to...
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