The lake was glazed with a thin layer of ice and the surrounding grounds were covered in a blaket of fresh snow. The blonde boy standing on the banks was staring vacantly at the horizon. He did this often enough, his feet almost used to the numbness of standing knee deep into the snow. The wind was whipping about and sending snow shooting at the boy as he stood and watched the giant squid slam a tentacle through the ice.

Turning slowly, he began to make his way up to the castle agin. Maybe to put on some dry clothes as well.