The northern lands of Shuhan were mostly famous for their beautiful snowy mountains and breathtaking night views.
As the academy's chartered transport crossed the provincial border, the sprawling skyscrapers of the capital faded into a distant, hazy mist, replaced by jagged, majestic peaks that pierced the frosted sky.
Here, winter ruled the land.
Severine's high boots crunched on the snow as she took in the sight. The heat inside her body made her feel as if she were in a cozy blanket.
Even if she hadn't worn the thick coat over her sweater, she could still survive.
The air was brittle, carrying the clean scent of pine and heavy frost.
Everyone subconsciously tucked their chins inside their coats, trying not to shiver.
The sun had already dipped below the horizon, and the sky transformed into a deep violet hue dotted with an impossibly thick dusting of stars.
Alina and many others like her were taking pictures of the sky, posting on their social media.
