Hidden Depths

Even in the glade, which was pretty peaceful (especially compared to everything else under the bubble), a short stroll could turn unusual. As Remi and Georgia strolled, they’d be startled by a sudden bark of thunder. Before they had the chance to recover, a very localized and very early winter storm would descend upon them. Indeed, it was actually just a single storm cloud over their heads, dumping an entire storm’s worth of snow on them. While they weren’t buried, they were essentially stunned for the duration. While it slacked off rather quickly, slowing to what would have been a pleasant powder drifting down if only they’d been prepared for such sudden and extreme weather, the snow that had just been dumped on the ground immediately began to stir. A form took shape, a vaguely humanoid figure, but with no discernable feature. And big. Much bigger than the two people who’d just been caught in an unexpected and freak snowfall. It was a golem made out of snow, a snolem. It immediately turned with shuffling steps, and, though it had no eyes, fixed them someone with an uncanny gaze. Then, it lumbered forward and swung a clumsy fist at Remi. It was moving at quite the glacial pace, but it was apparently aggressive. All the while, the snow drifted overhead.