Aleu

a silent endless plane of soft powdery snow stretching as far as the eye can see lays before you the sky is clear and a periwinkle blue and the only break from the constant white is the occasional black mountain that periodically dots this dream-like tundra you feel a strong sense of peace and calm being here and despite snow being everywhere this place isn’t anywhere near frigid or even slightly cold the sky is stuck in eternal sunshine but there is no sun there is no moon only the periodic appearance of large iridescent nacreous clouds *

you can also see some sort of ruins scattered around this place weathered watchtowers the remains of possible post-war villages and even a single stone statue of what looks to be a vaguely horse-like humanoid *