The howling wind blew across the mountains without stopping.

The enormous snow danced in the air forever.

Lonely, monotonous, and chilly.

Whether in the height of summer or severe winter, the blizzard here seemed to be the same forever, carrying with it the desolation as if it would howl to the end of time.

There were mountains in the snow.

There was a city below the mountains.

The exquisite and quaint black ...