I slowly opened my eyes only to be met with the eye-stinging sight of the white-blushed world around me. I blinked rapidly, adjusting to the brightness before fixing my gaze on what was seemingly right above me: A spectacular snow-covered mountain peak the likes of which I'd only seen before in magazines and nature channels.

As I fixated my eyes on the beautifully picturesque sight, the chilling sensation of fresh snow stung my exposed arms. I quickly pulled up my torso and sat upright, shaking and dusting off the snow that coated my arms. "What the hell." was the only thought I could muster up in the moment. But the voice that spoke it wasn't mine

"Huh?" I spoke out loud again in a voice that didn't match my own "Aaaah, a-a-a-aah" I continued to speak out in disbelief after a few coughs. "What the actual hell." My voice was much more feminine than I was used to. It also had a subtle rasp to it that induced a few more intentional coughs which didn't get rid of it.

"Ugh" I groaned in confusion and held my head with my hand which led to an even more unfamiliar sensation. I put out my arm in front of me and saw the pale, flawless skin that adorned it. Even the dainty fingers could only be described as perfect, everything just started making less and less sense. Looking more closely at the rest of my body, I found I was wearing very tight, black, leather pants that were laced up at the waist, and a sleeveless ice-blue shirt that looked to have come straight off of a monk.

"So, what, am I dreaming I'm a princess?" I joked aloud in the same feminine voice that refused to change no matter how deep I tried speaking. Something more pressing caught my attention, however, as I refocused my eyes to the bright purple cliff wall with pink flames within it that stood in front of my hand. "Well that definitely isn't any element that exists in the real world, so this is definitely a dream." I said aloud, again. My habit of talking to myself aloud seemed to have gone unchanged at least.

I fell back onto my back as I decided to take my time enjoying the dream before having to head back to work in the morning. 'Hold on, work?' I closed my eyes and tried to remember what happened before I went to sleep but the memory was fuzzy. As if I had it right in front of me, but I still couldn't see it clearly. My head fell back a bit farther than what should've been normal as I laid back, the sharp pain of edged stone stung my nape as I jolted up and turned my head back to see that I was seated right on the tip of a ledge.

The fresh sting on my nape and sinking feeling in my stomach was enough to accelerate my heartbeat twofold. I turned my head back up to the purple mountain wall, in preparation to move closer towards its safety before my ears were assaulted violently by an impossibly loud croak sounding from further up the mountain. It felt as if my entire being shook with the sound and I jumped back in agitation at the noise. 'Shit, wasn't there nothing behind me?'

The sound of cracking stone accompanied the heart dropping sensation of descension. As I plunged down backwards, the last thing I saw was a glimpse of a blue-skinned monstrosity that eyed me from further up the mountain.