~Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game~
-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Thurak stared at the blue frozen pass card in his hands with interest. It had gained him access into the frozen heart and Thurak had to admit he understood why they were so uptight. Everything about the restaurant was perfection, from the decor, to the cuisine, the music and oh the wine, it was like stepping into heaven but only for a little while so you longed to return for another taste, no matter how much it would cost you. It was no wonder the nobles of Dalagh tripped over themselves to be able to acquire a frozen pass card.