Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-26545097-20161210170619/@comment-26545097-20161230205023

Crystal: (I run out of the pelican onto the cliff) Wooo!

(The northern lights are dancing through the sky and they reflect off of the ice cliff, as if it was made of diamond. Mountains and glaciers can be seen in all directions. But other that that, it looks like a barren, desolate cliff)