As the first wall of white hit, the world vanished. Ganco leaned into Andi’s flank, using the cat’s immense strength to stay grounded. They moved by instinct and rhythm. Andi tracked the scent of ozone and ancient ice, while Ganco used a brass compass that spun wildly, guided by the storm's magnetic pulse.
It was a cathedral of ice. Towers of frozen vapor rose hundreds of feet into a clear, starlit sky, shielded by the spinning wall of the blizzard. In the center, growing from a crack in a sapphire-colored glacier, were the frost-flowers. They pulsed with a soft, rhythmic blue light, mimicking the beat of a human heart. ganco_andi_burya
Ganco knelt, his breath hitching in the sudden warmth of the eye. He harvested only what was needed, whispering a prayer of thanks to the Burya. Andi sat vigil, his amber eyes reflecting the celestial glow. As the first wall of white hit, the world vanished
The journey back was a blur of exhaustion and freezing spray, but the blue light tucked inside Ganco’s coat kept him warm. When they finally descended into the valley, the storm broke, leaving behind a world draped in pristine, silent white. Andi tracked the scent of ozone and ancient
