as far as the eye can see

Afanasy, Anna, Foma, and Haji-Girei sliding down a snow-covered hill. Tumbling, throwing snow in great billowing clouds. Screaming, pursued by domovoi. They are sliding thru the snow, silently unrelentingly closing in. Anna clocks one with a stone, it rolls past them on its side.

Afanasy picks up Foma and hurls him, spinning like a bolo, at the pins. They scatter. Alnus' wagon comes crashing down the hill, rolling faster than either the heroes or the domovois.