This triggered a series of dissolves like she'd seen on old passives: Her 
current view dissolved into a closeup of her feet, trudging down a couple of 
steps, which dissolved into a view from considerably farther down the mountain, 
followed by a closeup of Princess Nell unscrewing her water bottle and drinking 
melted snow; another view from farther down; Nell sitting down for a rest; a 
soaring eagle; the approaching cloud layer; big trees; descending through the 
mist; and finally, Nell tramping wearily down the last ten steps, which left 
her in a clearing in a dark coniferous forest, carpeted with rust-colored pine 
needles. It was twilight, and the wolves were beginning to howl. Nell made the 
usual arrangements for the night, lit a fire, and curled up to sleep.