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Veandra looked through the window of the carriage. She saw a vast meadow before a volcano surrounded by trees covered in snow in the distance. It is to the north, so she looked through the window at her right. The night is fast approaching and the sun is nearing to sink behind the horizon. It lit the snowy volcano's mouth as if it is erupting but the lava retreats to the mouth of the volcano. The sun has disappeared from the sky and the volcano is nothing but dark blue in the distance. That is when the snow on the meadow glowed green. The grasses below the freezing snow thrived. They are alive and well and the winter does not affect them. The whole meadow looked like a sea of green glowing slime. It is getting colder by the minute and the glass window starts to freeze. Peter took the carri