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The sun was casting its light upon the land and he felt the warmth soothe him and Gretchen. Quicksilver parted an eye open, looking out to the the distant horizon. His eyes widened and he looked out with a new look, seeing the clouds spread out and allowing a full view of the valley below.

What he saw next took his breath away.

He had a clear view of the mountain ranges that stretched out for miles on end into the distant north. Below, he could see a valley stretching out from one end of the mountains to the other. Everywhere he looked, everywhere he could see, he could see nothing but the white snow blanket the landscape, creating a beautiful canvas that any artist would love to see and to capture. The ancient mountains were covered in snow and have not been disturbed, showing the unexplored regions and mountain ranges that any explorer would give their life’s journey to complete. From the valley floor was a frozen river, the ice reflecting up into the sky. He focused his eyes westward and he saw the mountains part, and stretching out to the open fields and flat landscapes of prance, the snow reflecting the sun and making them shine like starlight. He imagined that Prancy was just on the horizon, ready to take him home.

However, all that he could take in was the sights before him, and Gretchen held close by his side. For the briefest of moments, for the small hint of content life he wished to have, he thought of himself and Gretchen being here. Holding the way they are now, and living a long and fulfilled life.

A part of him also believed, that her uncle was up there in the great sky. Watching over them as they remember his memory.

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