There is a world somewhere between reality and fiction. Although ignored by many, it is very real and so are those living in it. This forum is about the natural world. Here, wild animals will be heard and respected. The forum offers a glimpse into an unknown world as well as a room with a view on the present and the future. Anyone able to speak on behalf of those living in the emerald forest and the deep blue sea is invited to join.
But without any souce of light, this couldn't be accomplished, sadly. Shrugging, I turned my back away from the entrance and gathered a handful of soft, Arctic snow. Hey, if I wanted to save this location for later use, at least I could make a landmark for it. With this in mind, I went on to building a tall snow tower, which was to be adjacent to the exterior sufraces of the crevasse for better visualization. Slowly but surely, I made a large, two-meter mound within ten minutes and took a short pause; however, hunger was grabbing me with its talons right after.
With one swift motion, I pulled the meaty chunk out of my right jacket pocket and landed it on my mouth. A painful sensation of ice cold flesh harmed my teeth as I quickly chewed one bite of the meat into pieces. The fatty parts helped the most in providing a decent, adequate flavor as I quickly swallowed the bite-sized amount. Two more bites and I would be good for a few more hours, assuming that my appetite significantly subsides.
Within a minute, I was back to work. However, whilst trying to add more fresh snow onto the now condensed two-meter snow mound, a half-section of the mound suddenly collapsed due to the excessive dryness of the already built snow. Angrily, I smashed the rest of the mound down with my kicks, mad at my poor, faulty usage of physics knowledge. This was not a snowman-building contest, this was survival!
The whole process elapsed an hour-and-a-half before the landmark was built: a two-meter snow mound with a thin, one-meter structure consisting of compacted snow on top. Glad at my work of art, I looked back once at the crevasse, looked to my front, and slowly walked away from the crevasse to what appeared to be a dual-ice cap mountain system.
