Run!

Forgetting the frigid cold and the sky that danced above them, they jumped out of their beds. Clad in thermals, they raced for the edges of the room. The ceiling here was made of frosted ice and provided some cover. They spoke in their minds and watched as the dragon circled back. He flew lower, twisting and turning his great neck as if trying to find something. Or someone.

Luca had assumed that the ceiling they were looking through was at ground level. When they had checked in they had walked into an igloo, and there had been no signs of any other structures. The whole ice hotel was built underground. From the sky, it might not be so easy for the dragon to realize what he was looking at. Maybe it looked like a small frozen pond. He decided to take his chances and pulled a chair over to get a better view.

From his new vantage point, he could see the landscape outside. He saw snow piled up everywhere on the ground, with a few boulders miraculously clear underneath a large pi