Young Aemeath

Across the boundless cold of the Roya Frostlands, snow hides every road beneath pale silence. Young Aemeath wanders with her parents’ talisman held close, until two faint figures appear beyond the wind, blurred like warmth returning through memory. She follows them across the white, reaching for what she misses most, unaware of the lake sealed beneath the snow. When the surface breaks, the vision vanishes, leaving only fractured ice, dark water, and her fading silhouette below in colder slence.

Across the boundless cold of the Roya Frostlands, snow hides every road beneath pale silence. Young Aemeath wanders with her parents’ talisman held close, until two faint figures appear beyond the wind, blurred like warmth returning through memory. She follows them across the white, reaching for what she misses most, unaware of the lake sealed beneath the snow. When the surface breaks, the vision vanishes, leaving only fractured ice, dark water, and her fading silhouette below in colder slence.