It was around December, this year was a harsh winter, snowing almost every day it stacks up quite a bit. The nights are long and the Craft family hangs out in their cabin away from any village to protect the kids.

Philza was currently on his porch watching the snow fall, a book in his hands reading it. Trixxtin was inside working on a new sort of potion, trying to get it so her kids could do out in the sun she's failed quite a lot but she won't give up.

Wilbur was digging through the fridge trying to find something to eat, technoblade was taking a nap in his room, and Tommy was out in the woods exploring around. It was a peaceful night. The occasional hoot of an owl sounded and the creatures around made noise.