Quest for the Golden Puffle 3 (7): Merry Meeting

The Migrator sat at the shore of the beach, snow piling up along its sides in great heaps.  Perhaps when the Caster had sent the island into a never ending snow storm, she did not see the possible use for said snow, as Alaska and Yukon now climbed the cold, stiff mound - which made an excellent ladder - up to the deck of the ship.