Letter: Drafted by a Snowpriestess

I had a nightmare. A crimson Talos hanged over my head while I trudged through the woods.

I kept walking to leave its presence, but only exhausted every ounce of my strength.

At the moment of my collapse, the suffocating nightmare was dispelled by a sudden gust of cold wind. The freezing sensation woke me.

I raised my head and realized I was only a few steps away from the edge of a precipitous drop.

And for some reason, the forest became wholly covered in snow. Distant mountains, donned in pristine white caps, gradually revealed themselves through the fog.

That sudden coldness ... can it be a revelation from Sami?

I didn't get anything for years, not in any of all those dream dives I'd made. This is the first time I've grazed past His tracks.

Here I shall stay.