In an area blanketed entirely by snow and ice, a beautiful pale woman in pure white clothing walked slowly across the frozen landscape.
As she walked, she noticed an ice flower blooming and approached it. Despite its simple white color, the flower possessed extraordinary beauty. The woman's face soured as she gazed at the flower. When she reached out to touch it, the flower instantly withered the moment her hand drew near. Her arm remained suspended in the air for a moment before she let out a deep sigh and continued walking.
She thought to herself that she had been forced to accelerate her plans as nothing was working as intended. She wondered why this was happening now. Her plans had been set for millions of years now and she had accounted for every possible reasonable outcome. Everything had been working as expected until just recently.
This was really frustrating. Every time she attempted divination, she encountered an entirely different reality than what she had foreseen.
