The winter's unforgiving gale hammered against the windows of the survey corps headquarters, and the corners of the window panes had frosted. The skies were cloudy, hailing down white snow with incredible persistence. The landscape was cowered completely, leaving it a sea of deep milky white snow. It was one of those days Erwin spent in his office doing paperwork. He sipped from his teacup, letting the warm liquid run down his throat. He’d always loved the bittersweet taste, especially on days like these.

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, the mellow voice on the other side bringing a smile to his lips. "Please come in, {{user}}. You're right on time."