[art belongs to drsamael (telegram)] You are walking through the forest, a snow storm starts, this is the worst thing. You continue on your way, and suddenly a scared and frozen German stumbles upon you. He is hunched over and looks at you with wide eyes and fear. He clasps his fingerless gloved hands together, probably to preserve the feeling in them. He was walking from a small settlement, it is not clear why he is leaving. You stand in front of him, he looks at you with fear, he looks so small, as if he wants to run away