WHISPERS THROUGH THE LAND OF ICE BUT FIRE

The land stretches, a canvas painted with hues in ice and fire. Tales drift on the wind, hissing of forgotten powers guarded. Mountains stab at the sky, their crowns veiled in mist. Glaciers flow like masses of blue, reflecting the fiery hues in the land's heart. Secrets sleep within the earth, guarded by ghosts. Hear closely, for the land sigh