Forget about everything

Whirling as if drawing patterns in the air, snowflakes fell to the ground, covering the old layers of snow.

Freshly fallen snow always seemed magical. And by looking at how untouched fields covered with fresh snowflakes everyone felt the New Year's comfort. Sometimes it seemed to everyone that their world was visited by holidays. Although no one celebrated anything except those cases when someone became a warrior or returned from the battlefield alive.

Not knowing when the years changed, not knowing anything except when a severe blizzard will come and whether the frost will cover everything, the inhabitants of the three mountains have long lost touch with time. (Except the celebration and knowing when 25th birthday will come)

The unceasing winter season swept over every step of time.