[Ice Festival Grounds, Forked Junction]
A light dusting of snowflakes adorns the dark foliage of the conifers proudly spearing the sky. Beneath their slim silhouette, a row of large boulders rims a rough semicircle bordering the wide clearing next to the path, each stone sentinel capped by a glistening icy hood that sparkles in any chance light that penetrates the guard of trees behind them.
Obvious paths: north, south, southeast, southwest.