It was a long trek from the mountainhomes for little Id Dikeworked and her parents. A young girl, the first hairs of her beard just sprouting, Id was the first to spot the coastline that meant that their arduous journey was at an end; they were at a dwarf fortress, and nothing could do them any harm. The sun was just beginning to rise as Id's parents caught up to her, smiles growing on their faces as they took a moment to look out upon the arctic sea to the south. Id let out a squeal of delight as she saw a penguin marching along with its head down, apparently with something in its beak. Id looked up to her mother for permission and received a nod, so she ran up to the darling little bird to introduce herself. "Hi little birdy!" Id said adorably to the bird, but the penguin did not seem to notice her, but simply busied itself with the strange-looking fish in its mouth. Id reached her tiny arm out and gently touched the thing on the head, finally causing it to look up. When it did, Id froze, unable even to retract her arm. The penguin's eyes were both missing. Brain and gore leaked from the empty sockets, which were somehow fixated directly on Id's own eyes. In its mouth was a rotten dwarven hand, missing several fingers and fidgeting in the monster's mouth. Id finally was able to let out a shriek, but no one answered her calls. She looked around her to find nothing but a sea of blood-red snow and undead beasts even more fearsome than the two in front of her. Id died screaming.
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