After ten hours of flight, Andrew arrived at the border. He stood outside the cabin in Glaciercrest Pack where I stayed. He raised his hand as if to knock on the door, but he couldn't summon the courage to do so.In the end, he didn't knock. Instead, he stood outside quietly, letting the wind and snow swallow him whole.Dawn came. The children from the pack came running to play in the snow. When they saw him huddling by the door, one of them told him, "Ms. Silverclaw left last night. She went up to the mountain with Mr. Wildmaw for a date."Andrew's heart, once burning with urgency, felt suddenly chilled. Staggering to his feet, he raced toward the snow-covered mountain.His boots sank deep into the snow with each step. The cold winds tore at his face, but he didn't dare stop. He was afraid that if he were any slower, he might lose me forever.Finally, he stopped at an ice lake.On the thick ice layer above the lake, I stood with a camera in hand, capturing the magnificent view o
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