Duskfire Glacier the future unfolds in silver and gold

Sunlight scattered across the face of the glacier, pinks and golds and ruddy orange. It was like the ice fields had stolen the sun and buried its fire beneath its shell. A glow like fire streaked the space beyond the mountain, and stars would soon unveil themselves from the cover of day.

There was nothing so full of colour in the caves of Red Sand. Those pits which stained you shades of red, which had taken weeks to wash out, the same reds he watched unfold on the ice field here. But they were lovelier here, even though they delivered him to times of choking darkness and suffocating walls.

He breathed easier within these lupine fields, and allowed the memory to be rewritten.