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A gossamer of nostalgia envelops you. A voice stirs a list of names...

Kal'tsit, Theresa, Theresis...

Scout, Ace, Outcast, Whitesmith...

Buldrokkas'tee, Yelena, Kristen Wright, Rankin...

The voice intends to continue, but it suddenly disappears like melting snow.

Only that every step you take is still planted upon solid ground, and every breath an inhalation of frigid air.