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The Land of Iron stood as a stark contrast to the Elemental Nations, its earth blanketed in endless white sheets while dark clouds wept tiny snowflakes into the air. It was vast, yet undeniably alive. The footprints of the two travelers were swiftly erased by the continuous descent. Shikamaru, unaccustomed to such biting cold, trudged through the landscape so different from Konoha’s warm, buzzing sun. The crunch of snow under his boots replaced the familiar gravel of his sandals. “There,” Shikamaru raised a hand, pointing toward a distant structure. Barely visible through the storm, only a lantern’s dot marked the door. Snowflakes settled on his palm before he tucked it away. “I swear this place gets harder to find no matter how often we’re here...”