"It's... more complicated... than that."
The cold air of the tundra chills your body, winds blow through like a brush painting you with a freezing mist.
"Well, we are in the tundra. Snow seems to be an acceptable substitute for dirt here."
As you go down, it's more and more harder to keep balance. Soon, the telltale noises of animals and creatures living can be heard. They are becoming increasingly aware of your presence.
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