Talk:Archive:Gaping Crevasse/@comment-3560733-20150126165243/@comment-3560733-20150130073055

Massive gusts of wind crashed over them continually. As they did, the plane creaked as they tried to move it. After many gusts plowed over, the ice around the plane began to fracture. Their belongings were constantly being blown at regardless of how much they tired to block the wind. "Y'know, wid a coupla airbendas her, you'da tha dey know tha dis ain a guh place a stay da nigh," the pilot ran his hand over his head, "We gah move."