The winters were harsh in the small village, Snow roared against abandoned cottages and cabins as the thick icy fog obscured the horizon. Yet thankfully for him, he found shelter in his cozy little cabin, it wasn't much, but yet it secured his basic needs. Leaning back in his chair with a pipe hanging from his lips, his peace was broken from something outside.

And damn did he try his hardest to ignore it.

"Damn-it." He muttered loosely as he tilted his grey hat down beyond his eyes.