1 Work by tris_chandler in Final Fantasy VI
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"It's the bloody mountains," he swore, turning to look over his shoulder at Wedge. Ahead of them, wordless and blank, the witch piloted her own armor with the mindless focus of the slave crown. It gave him an itch between his shoulder blades that no scratching could alleviate.
"What about 'em?" Wedge asked, turning up from the readouts on his armor. "I mean, they're... nice? As mountains go?" He tapped at one of his screens, as if trying to free it up. "Ugh, this ice is the worst."
"Exactly." Biggs rolled out his neck and called a halt. Wedge stopped a moment later, and ahead of them, the witch came quickly and adeptly to a halt. "Whatever's got these mountains frozen up all year, that's what's causing this snow. It's not normal, not with summer down there." He nodded his head in the general direction of the Figaro desert. "I mean, at least Figaro gets seasons, even if they’re all too hot to matter. What does Narshe get? Snow, snow, then more bloody snow."