[i]I look back, and the wall behind you starts to freeze over. I smile softly, the grin being the only thing warm about me. The air is chilled near me, far below zero.[/i] [b]"Ah, sorry my friend. I can, uh, fix it? Just hand me some soil..."[/b] [i]My voice is ancient and deep, like that of an old dragon or wise man.[/i]