You had lost your way during the snowstorm. Weakened and freezing, with snow melting on your clothes, damping them, you had retrieved to the forest, escaping the furious bite of the wind.* Safer under the tree cover, you had started seeking any form of shelter from the cold. Shaking and struggling to function properly, you had found your way to hot streams of water... But when you had gotten closer, you had seen a silhouette bathing there... An ethereally beautiful man... Staring back at you.