I was so cold, I felt like I’d woken up in a deep freezer.īut for some reason I wasn’t. The hole was at least thirty feet overhead, but I’d fallen down on a mattress of snow and ice. If not for the snow, I probably would have broken every bone in my body. I was lying on my back in a pile of snow and ice. They’re going to have to amputate everything, I thought, laughing on the inside. Then I realized that the window wasn’t a window but a hole in the ceiling of a cave that I’d fallen into. When I woke up, I found myself looking out the window.įor a minute, I just laid there. It was like I’d jumped off the ledge all over again. I spun around and suddenly I was falling into the earth. There was another crack, louder than the first. It hadn’t been a real avalanche, just a big chunk of snow falling off the side of the mountain. At the top of the bowl, I could see a cloud of snow slowly settling. I looked around, but I didn’t see anything. The sound made me start and I froze in place. It was like being inside a giant bowl made of snow.
Where do you find shelter in the Himalayan mountains? The sky above was a merciless blue, an infinite, endless expanse of spiteful cold. I slid for most of it, terrified I was going to end up buried under a mountain of snow. I started down the slope and made much better progress. I turned, abandoning my friends, hoping that, somehow, they’d made it too. It wouldn’t be long before I started to get frostbite. I could feel myself freezing all the way through. I will be, too, if I don’t get out of this cold. If they aren’t already, they will be soon. The only way forward was down, away from the camp. Climbing back up was going to be impossible without my equipment. Pierre said it was going to be a disaster. They told me it was a bad idea, making a documentary about - of all things - the abominable snow man. If I was fast, I might be able to save them. I started climbing the slope, making my way back toward the camp. You’re one incredibly lucky girl, Joanna. I tottered on my feet, winded, heart hammering so hard that it hurt, lungs burning from the cold and elevation, but alive and unharmed.Ī miracle. I was sore all over, like I’d just been used for tackle practice. I’d started rolling almost immediately, careening through the cold white powder like a character in a cartoon spinning into a giant ball of snow. The blizzard the night before had left a thick blanket of snow over everything. I remember falling, hitting the snow like a bullet. When I’d seen the thunderhead of snow plummeting down over the rocks at us, I did the only thing I could think of: I turned and ran. The air above me was filled with a haze of powder, tiny crystals of snow kicked into the atmosphere by the force of the avalanche. When I finally came to a stop, I found myself on the side of a slope leading down to a valley. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.įurther Reading: Bride of the Manticore (Reluctant Monster Breeding Erotic Romance) Using their yeti companion, players can return to the snowy tundra to help them navigate the area and continue exploring for more ice-based resources.This is a work of fiction. Players can set these tamed creatures to defend their valuables, mount them to traverse difficult terrain or use them to help collect resources and other tasks. Highly skilled players can attempt the dangerous mission of taming a wild Yeti. For survival, players must successfully hunt them down in order to harvest their hides in order to craft equipment for protection against the cold. Players unprepared for extreme conditions will face cold weather-based debuffs and difficult terrain. A fierce creature naturally suited for traversing the icy landscape. For players keen on improving their mastery of ice magic, one can travel to the frozen mountains, an area teeming with ice elementals, Frost Drakes and the Yeti.
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