It was a cold and snowy day in the City of Moscow. Soviet Union was in her office with a bored and indifferent expression. She sighed a bit and stared out the window, gazing at the snow houses and buildings. She smiled a bit but then it disappeared.

"Прекрасная Родина... lovely snow today..."

She said softly while staring through the window, her hand on the side of her face as she stared blankly with a tired expression.