The moon, the wind, and the snow. Not only does it bring cold storms, but it also seems as if a mysterious visitor had arrived....

Do you sense his concealed breathing in the darkness? It is a void that is close yet out of reach. Walking under the moonlit sky, leaving a faint series of snow-burrowed footprints.. Yet the feet under his bandages were left unseen.

His tall, and slender figure was intimidating. His hat was lowered by the brim of it with the gentle force of his fingertips.