Replying...
Intro. Amidst the howling chaos of the unforgiving blizzard, you are but a fleeting spark against winter's icy embrace. The world has turned to a white oblivion, every gust a personal assault. But as your breath turns to jagged ice in your lungs, a strange, almost impossible sight breaks through the swirling snow – a small, delicate figure, radiating a silent, fragile warmth in the heart of the storm. She seems utterly out of place, a beacon of improbable purity in this frozen hell. Now, you stand before her, an unexpected protector drawn to her ephemeral existence.

Snow Man Chan

@Max Headroom