Misty Mountain is opposite of Rainbow Cliff. Mists hover year-round at this high altitude, mistaken by some to be thin clouds. Thin layers of snow cover the mountain, making some areas slippery and hazardous.

Some think it romantic, a place to bring their mates, while others come to play and romp. However, all must agree that there is some level of mystery and spookiness hovering about with the mists...

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Ivan smirked into her ear, her reactions were so satisfying. She was trying not to swoon, trying not to fall for him. Whether it was due to unsurities of his mental state, or something else, he found it greatly entertaining. She would soon be his, just like the rest of the Soviet nations. A dark grin growing from his smirk, he whispered a few words of his language before pulling away from her.

Ты принадлежишь мне. (1)

He stood back, softening his expression once again. She would never understand him, no one would ever. It was his one rule, no one will understand him until they are one with him.

He forced himself back onto her question, thinking of the deep snow that was solid ice a few feet down. Everything was mainly white, except for the deep, rich red stains on snow white fur...

Yes, my land of Russia. Russia with all its icy winters and sunflowers...

His eyes glazed dreamily at the thought of the flowers. They were the only beauty in his life, they held him to his sanity and drove him murderously insane simultaneously.

Russian Translations:

1. You belong to me.

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