She still had questions, of course. The unknown was now her new reality, for she did not fully comprehend what she had become. The future would bring many new mysteries, maybe even new dangers and fears, but the first step, the first new day, had arrived at last.
Six hundred summers, she reflected. Six hundred snowy winters. Thirty-five generations of mortal humanity. And finally, again… the sun.
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