Under the polar twilight, the scene unfolds like a dramatic fresco, where the glacier, shaped by the furious claws of katabatic winds, rises like an ancestral creature. Its deceptively smooth surface reflects the last glimmers of a tormented sky, where clouds, torn and scattered by Aeolus, dance like lost souls in the icy heights.
But beneath this serene facade, the giant whispers another truth: its tortured entrails, below, open into gaping abysses, bristling with invisible traps. This icy colossus, austere and magnetic, seems to promise the embrace of eternity to those who stray into the illusion of its gentleness. Yet its dark, menacing entrails whisper a warning: to fall in love with it is to risk being swallowed up, digested by its implacable coldness, under the complicit eye of endless twilight.
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