As I stepped into the new shore, the white had but deceived me. For it was not snow but sand and my feet knew so before my sight. For the eyes had the rapture of the majestic mountains in front of me. A total of colossal three stood bringing might and strength through my veins. But as I walked towards them, their guardian spirits approached me. One was enchanted and saw nothing but a plain figure in the air. For it could not see me who stood in stark contrast to its figment.