//------------------------------// // The Mysterious Mare (Week 2) // Story: The Mysterious Mare: Frozen Ground // by Shirlendra //------------------------------// Somewhere across the world deep in the frozen north a mare shrouded in heavy snow colored winter traveling gear has come upon buildings covered in snow and ice. The early morning sun plays across the ice and snow covered ground, all but hiding a stone path under a layer of ice. The mysterious mare is standing upon this road looking at the buildings sitting upon the frozen plains. They appear to have been abandoned long ago but have been preserved by the snow and ice. She removes a map from her saddlebag, the sun glinting off her goggles as she turns around to read it in the sunlight. After confirming the location and making a note on the map with a piece of graphite. She returns it to her saddlebag and turns back towards the buildings. She takes a slow sweeping look around at them, attempting to find any movement in them or on the plains beyond. Satisfied there is none she readjusts her snowcrusted gear slightly and slowly moves down the street towards the buildings to continue her journey deeper into the wastes.