'Then I saw when the Lamb broke one of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures saying as with a voice of thunder, "Come." I looked, and behold, a white horse, and he who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer.'- Revelations. The horsemen that are dreaded, that are feared- Walk the very earth, merely taking on fitter, younger forms when their old and brittle bodies surpass their needs. The white rider of Justice, West, has journeyed to the far north and is exploring the vast desert of desolate ice. Will he find what he seeks? Or will he find more than what he desires?