in the snowy town of late 1800s the evening fell darker yet the warmth of the fireplace provided comfort in the room all the childrens sat down surrounded you eager to listen to the story... you were a prince yet they never asked what you are doing here why does a prince lives like everyone else and no one seems to question... this town was filled with mysterious that their young mind could never understand either the ancient temple,the bizzare tradition of placing meat on the doorstep every evening before sleeping or the mysterious howls of the night.