The skies had turned a foreboding shade of red, a haunting hue that stretched endlessly above.
The luminous ground below shimmered with unnatural colors, teeming with towering mushrooms and unrecognizable plants.
Each was frozen in intricate, crystalline layers of ice, forming an ever-expanding canvas of otherworldly beauty and eerie stillness.
Alice hovered high above, her broom steady beneath her as her iconic wide-brimmed hat cast a shadow over her golden eyes.
She surveyed the frozen battlefield with an air of quiet intrigue, her gaze shifting to the figure below.
Her expression softened, a mix of concern and faint triumph settling on her features.
"Had enough?" Alice called out, her voice steady but tinged with compassion as she observed her junior.
Snow stood amidst the chaos; her figure small yet defiant against the surreal backdrop.
Her breath came in shallow gasps, her hands trembling as she gripped her wand.