From his vantage point within the TNI2, Flash fell from black into pale blue, plummeting toward a world of pure white. A windswept plain stretched out below him, bordered on one side by the sea, and on the other by cliffs that rose to mountain peaks. Cave openings riddled a section of a cliff at ground level, and this is where Flash decided to touch down. The rest of the area appeared to be smooth, open ice. A vast, frozen desert. The caves might offer some shelter, and maybe access to the geology of the planet. 
The small space ship came to rest in front of the entrance to an enormous cave, and Flash examined his surroundings from the safety of the craft. The opening was just one of many, and the interior walls were shadowed in deep blue and purple. Icy pillars lined the walls as deep as Flash could see. The caves reminded him of stacks of eviscerated bisected whale bodies. 
The wind raged, and cyclones of snow and ice climbed toward the cloudless sky. Within minutes, a drift began to form around the pod, and Flash felt the best option would be to move the ship inside. 
The undulating purple and blue walls loomed above the ship, reflecting light at the mouth of the cave, and receding to darkness deeper inside. The ancient columns of ice dwarfed any built by man, and Flash felt secure against any threat of a collapse. The question was, how deep he should go. 
Deep enough to escape the fierce winds, but not so deep as to be engulfed in pitch blackness. He could, however, illuminate his immediate surroundings with lights on the ship. It remained to be seen what the patterns of day and night would be on this planet, if any.
The walls of the cave rose like an enormous ribcage, and here, Flash was protected from the harsh windchills outside.
Waves of deep blue ice rippled along the sides of the corridor and receded into the dark depths.
The air was pure. The temperature was chilly. Flash was accustomed to being alone in the cold blackness of space, but he found it disconcerting to be enclosed like this.
Thoughts of an avalanche sealing the portal, creatures appearing from the dark to feed in the open air, or gradually succumbing to the cold crossed his mind. 
The pale blue light that filtered into the cave turned slightly pink and began to fade. Flash fired up the lights on the exterior of his ship. The yellow glow cast eerie black shadows into the alcoves. The blue walls appeared translucent green in the glow, and Flash could see indistinguishable forms suspended within the ice. 
People always ask me how I come up with the story line for The Adventures of Flash Meridian. As I write, I often get stuck in the tale. I had thought so much for so many years about the planet Olo, that it was difficult for me to get past that part of the story. Where would Flash go next?
My friend Anne, in Alaska, made mammoths and saber toothed tigers out of clay, and posed them in the snow with her Flash Meridian doll. I knew then what direction the story would take.
When Flash landed on the Frozen planet, and found himself sitting in the TNI2 looking at the mouth of an ice cave, I was right there with him wondering what to do. What does Flash see? What would it be like to be on an unwelcoming planet, staring into the mouth of an enormous cave? I felt what Flash felt. Uncertainty. And so I went with that.
As always, the story incorporates details of my real life. My car, which plays the role of the TNI2, is stored indoors, out of the wind and snow of the northern Minnesota winter, and I am unremittingly concerned about what could go wrong.