These caverns are dense. The wind's breath is icy and empty. You can see your breath in misty pools on the wind's air currents as your paperthins flare showing the misty whiteness of the air form your lungs. The place is a crystal azul surrounded with perfectionist of the crsyaline lakes and icy cold seas surrounding that. The lands are lathered with the white frost that dances on bead sof grass that shread sthe ground into jade colors with the white highlights of perline.
