My feet were numb in my boots. It was so cold the air was
freezing, creating a haze, sparking in the moonlight, that obscured everything
more than a few yards in every direction. As the night wore on, the pale orb’s
hue disintegrated like light through a prism, sending painful colors blazing
through the ice-fog. I was eventually forced to close my eyes against the multicolored
sparkle and stumble forward blindly. The haze disappeared once I reached the edges
of the burning forest and I was again able to see. I skirted the eternal
inferno until I reached the town.
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