on thick ice - Part Four

A new day on the frozen wastes. There's work to be done, and some has been done probably. The fleet has been marooned in this shadow for at least a week. Those with Trumps or transit abilities have had ample opportunities to do so, if things need to be dealt with in other realms more hospitable than these.
Ruby is one of those absent folks. Murmering something about a rendezvous in Minos, fetching a small amount of personal effects and doing the rainbow-shizzle-shift via those pesky magical cards.
The wind is howling with a higher keen today. It's not just shrill, but carries a more sustained tone.
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