If you find yourself wondering in the land forever chilled make sure you mind the residents in white they hate the sight of a noisy outsider. Don't try the air it will bite and scream in your ears. If you are lost ask politely those who travel on light feet. The black water will mock your thrist, but if you drink it your breath will freeze. Eating the fruit of the Sliver Tree will bring you to your end, so if hunger moans try the yellow loach or the Kingberries. The crackling witch looks down from her throne of ire to smite the weary traveller for her sickly desire. Come the shining Sky Kings however, and she covers from their ever-burning fire. Their light turns the ink black sky into a forest of ice covered trees sparkling in the heavans never-ending arms.