Olaf explained as they walked along. “It was fun, Sven! I do love heat! Plus, I got a nice new snow bath. Snowmen like to add layers every once in a while to freshen up. It makes our original layers cleaner.” He puffed out his chest. “Don’t I look cleaner?” Sven snorted skeptically. “Well, I feel fantastic,” Olaf said. “A roll in the snow might help you, too.” In response, Sven stopped short and shook himself violently. Olaf had to hold on tight not to get thrown off. His point made, Sven continued to drag the sleigh toward Troll Valley. Soon they arrived at the entrance. The landscape was dotted with what looked like rocks of varying sizes and shapes covered with green moss. The trees were tall, their branches covered in thick leaves. The valley was low enough on the mountain range not to be covered in snow year-round, but the air was still crisp. Coming to a stop, Sven let out a loud snort.
