Moonsong Glacier hey dorothea do you ever stop and think about me?

white rain and a land covered in glacial blues and something that looked as soft and as pale as the clouds. cold, very cold—but a warm woman climbing a peak, who she could not make out. it was a place she had never been, and a face she had never seen, in a world she herself might not survive in. it was the opposite of Akashingo, 
and it was a dream! strange, so strange—not a place she was meant to go, or be… but someone else. a story she did not know, but she hoped that the woman might again visit in dreams so that she could see this story unfold.
a story too quickly forgotten. the days moved, and Toula with them—until there was a call! sunwoman. it was not her name, or her epithet, but still she was given pause. she was of the desert—so she listened for the answering call. eavesdropping, perhaps… but the Queen was curious!