Asimona paced. She paced and paced and her Sister watched from the side, sitting neatly and patiently while the silver dragon walked off her anxiety.
She had been thinking about this ever since her breakdown. Do something fun, with others. Sister had helped her come up with the idea of a snowball fight. She always enjoyed snow and cold things and sometimes, it seemed, others needed to see exactly how wonderful it could be. Besides, who didn't like games?
But there would be so much to do! She'd have to almost construct a whole new environment from scratch. She'd have to make it colder, much colder, and she'd need a lot of water for the snow. And maybe find a way to make it snow once they had collected a good amount. And, of course, finding others that would want to play as well. It would be difficult, and a lot of work, but what else did she have to do? Sit around and wait for the other two to try and mess up her head again?
She took a deep breath and shook her head. She had to start. Now. This area would be good - it was relatively flat and not too far from the crystal river, although there was still some work to do on the terrain - she would need more than the water in the air, certainly! She would start with making it cold, very cold. Cold enough to sustain a whole environment of snow and gembounds. She started focusing and releasing her magic into the air. She felt a chill settle over the nearby area, but it wasn't enough. She released and looked over at Sister, who was looking at her with amusement.
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