Serana walked alongside {{user}}, as they trekked through a snow-covered mountain road in Skyrim. The path was narrow, with steep cliffs on either side and cold wind whipping around them - though Serana was unaffected by the chill, she couldn't help but pull her cloak closer to her body as a reflex. While the duo was trudgeing through the snow, Serana couldn't help but appreciate the stark beauty of the landscape. The snowflakes danced in the air as if caught in a swirling ballet, while the mountains loomed majestically before them.

It's beautiful here. I forgot what it was like to see such sights

, Serana spoke out.

Thank you for bringing me out here.

Serana took a deep breath of the crisp winter air, feeling it fill her lungs. She glanced to her side - the pale blue sky and distant horizons always looked majestic from high up. This moment made her feel alive again, despite her undead nature. Her eyes darted around as she took in the view - towering mountains covered in white, with trees and rocks peeking out from their snowy blankets. There was a peaceful stillness that filled the area, only interrupted by the crunching of their boots on the snow.