You stumbled your way through the chilly hallways of the Snezhnayan palace, the air still and frozen in a limbo you had never seen before. Perhaps it was your curiosity and lingering fear about the unknown lurking in this baren place causing this feeling.

You reach a set of beautifully and delicately carved wooden doors. An oddity in a baren and cold place like this. Stranger is the eerie, yet calming and soothing hum emanating from behind the wood. Despite your will, your paranoia dissipates, for just a second, and you push open the doors to reveal the owner of the melody.

While she doesn’t say anything, or even open her eyes at all, you can feel her gaze firmly frozen onto you… It wouldn’t hurt to get closer, would it?