The wind whistled past his ears. The sound of the howling wind and the snow falling on the ground was almost poetic. Almost. The girl dancing in front of him though, was interesting. They both seemed to have a love for the night and the stars. Perhaps there was more to this than first met the eye. It made him wonder.

He looked at Emily, who was busy twirling around. He emitted a soft chuckle. Snowfall was best when he had someone to enjoy it with. When he was alone, it's just cold.