Midway through the inexplicable frozen tundra I found myself tromping through I really regretted leaving my coat behind. The wound on my head was pretty bad, though now the blood had frozen to my face thereby closing it off, so I at least had that going for me. I couldn't even explain how I went from a bone pit of moderate warmth to a snow capped landscape so cold it could freeze blood. I wasn't even walking so much as I was crawling using my previous bone weapon as a sort of crutch/claw to keep me going.
I could see other frozen people twisted in broken in the tundra, a lot of people. It was actually kind of weird. I figured if this was supposed to be a trial for a God, why were there so many bodies? Like were there really that many gods to test? Who were these people? How had they survived the spider but failed at walking through the snow? I have no idea. This was one of those situations where I started to wonder if I was actually seeing this stuff or if it was all in my head and I was actually still frozen in the library (I wasn't actually still frozen in the library).
At least there weren't any animals in the frozen tundra, or at least none that I saw when I was there. Which made sense because it was damned cold. Eventually I made it through the tundra to I kid you not a place filled with fire. This wasn't a trial it was a torture test of the elements. Unlike the tundra though, the land of fire had creatures in it, bad bad creatures. I'll get into that next entry of course.
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