SILENT STALKING THROUGH FROZEN LANDS

A veil of pristine frost blankets the landscape, muffling every trace. The air is cripplingly cold, each puff a fleeting wisp that vanishes into the stillness. Gazes scan the horizon, searching for any movement of prey. A lone figure moves with stealthy precision, their gear a camouflage against the monochromatic world. A is a realm of silent pre