[Ice Festival Grounds]
The icy air brings a clean and refreshing - yet oddly sterile - fragrance to the air, the snow crunching heartily beneath every footstep. The trees seem inviting here, their drooping snow-laden branches bowed in reverence at those who pass by. You also see a LARGE sign and a long snowy path which runs between the trees and leads up a hillside.
Obvious paths: north, west.