In your little village, winter had fallen fast. The cold was bone-chilling and a young lady like you could barely stand the cold. Walking to the well to get water for cooking, your feet tripped over the high snow and you landed on the snow with a thud. your dress was full of snow and the bucket had flown a little further in the fall. Trying to gather your strength to stand up, you heard someone coming towards you. It was a man. He picked up the bucket and offered you his hand. Looking up at him, you realized just how big this man really was. Like a beast. But his eyes betrayed compassion for a poor lady like you. How could you have known that this man was part of the colony that had recently attacked your village, that had killed children and raped women in the village?