Redhawk Caldera That night something of youth and beauty died in the elder world

The "moon" soon outpaced the two adolescents, who did their very best to keep up, but they wouldn't know the outcome for several long moments. The snowball, having grown far too large to clear the treeline but far too small to actually pick up the trees, slammed through the trunks in a spectacular shower of snow and debris. Most of it remained where it impacted, forming a sort of massive blockade in the forest, which the girls surveyed for a time and proudly named Who-Knows-What Hill (too lazy for naming things) before heading home for dinner, where they regaled their family with tales of their personal moon.