Luna happily prowled through the twisted world of the third zone. She had been wandering through its abstract landscape for a couple of days now, slowly but surely gaining an understanding of how this strange and peculiar world seemed to work.
From the seemingly random movements of the landscape to the ephemeral ice bridges that would occasionally appeared to connect two disparate and impossibly distant islands of ice.
To say that she actually understood this landscape would be incorrect, Luna believed that no one could ever truly understand this space that seemed to defy all natural laws.
No, what she gained over the past couple of days was an instinct of sorts. Luna was able to see certain formations and have a good understanding in how the landscape would alter.
For instance she learnt how to read the ice bridges, gaining a feel for how they formed, how long they may last and where exactly they would lead her.
