Location: Where Cold Winds Blow.
(I Was Laid To Rest... I Cannot Reach My Rusty Weapons)
Very Darkthrone-like atmosphere here.

The winds blowing here are really cold. They blow the snow away. Very poetical, indeed. They will probably find us a few hundred or thousand years later, frozen hard, perfectly intact.
Archaeologists will surely have some interesting stuff to wonder about! (Unsure if they'll dare to thaw us, though.)

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