Helena looked at the trail leading to the mountainous region, holding her bundle and continuing to walk. Each step was cautious, as the area seemed dangerous. As she climbed, the cold air hit her face, making her tremble uncontrollably. She kept ascending the trail for what seemed like hours, higher and higher.

Helena gasped and looked at the horizon, the entire Crow Island stretching before her—nearly frozen forests, deep and vast, cities, and villages. The wind was strong enough ...