[Many cultures say that, rather than in constant flames, hell is freezing cold.
Icecrown is the surface of an ancient glacier covered in threadbare snow. The sky is seamed with stormclouds, halfway into a month-long night that falls on the winter solstice. Black mountains rise in the distance, and the wind makes the snow into shrapnel. The living would have trouble surviving here, which is partially the point.
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Icecrown is the surface of an ancient glacier covered in threadbare snow. The sky is seamed with stormclouds, halfway into a month-long night that falls on the winter solstice. Black mountains rise in the distance, and the wind makes the snow into shrapnel. The living would have trouble surviving here, which is partially the point.
Arthas is staring at Dillon.]
Don't pass out.