Mountains lie dark and gloomy ahead as you plod along through the night. The wind grows colder and colder as you press on. You turn around to face a tigeress, her beady blue eyes staring softly into you eyes. She speaks at an sudible whisper, " Ready to give up already? You have gone this far....but you have not seen the light". Suddenly, the sun rises, uncovering vast plains of grass, a few trees rising tall from their roots, and the mountains rising higher than ever. Streams flow steadily and fog circles the mountains. The tigeress still stands beside you, " Are you fully satsified? Anyway, come with me. Do not stray from the path, either...". She warns, then plunders off in the direction of the mountains. She halts abruptly. "Wait, shall you stay or leave the lands of splendour?". The tigeress questions, a akward silence commencing. She walks away, hoping you'll follow. Every now and then, she turns back, inclining her head towards the mountains, intriguing you to come.