Winter finally arrived, and Isolated Cliff City was soon covered in snow. The snow was quite entertaining for the rich; it was pleasing to the eyes, and if you ever got bored, you could always throw some snowballs around or make a snowman. However, for the poor, the snow was a catastrophe; their thatched roofs would collapse from the weight, their bodies would become numb due to their lack of cloth, and on top of all that, it wasn't easy to find food to eat when the whole world was covered by snow.
But to Moxinke, snow was neither poetic nor scary - just a little annoying. His breath would often float up and form a layer of frost on his eyebrow, and he had to constantly wipe them away or risk walking blind.