12 days.
That was the time it took for Enzo to pass from the Old World to the Northern Isles. For a low-income household, 12 days alone was too steep a price to spend, talk less of using it for travel.
"Cold, so cold." Roddy shivered in the back, rubbing his shoulders intensely. He thought Fort Marie was cold, they had lived in cold ruins, with no electricity, no water, or heating. Every night was typically cold and enduring it was hell.
But even that couldn't compare to the cold they were feeling now.
"Welcome to the Northern Isles."
From the announcement system, a hoarse voice resounded, announcing their arrival.
The Northern Isles were composed of vast layers of flatlands, ice forests, ice streams, mountains, and snow.
A majority of the country was covered in bone-chilling cold mixed with soot from the burning volcanoes that had become active over the years. It was a bleak place at first sight…..
