darkness, cold, lack of communication and loss in the forest were not happiness for me, the jacket seemed to no longer warm when my feet were buried in snowdrifts.

when suddenly I saw something in the distance flickering with warm light. moving his feet, reaching the source of the glow, a brick house in which the light was burning in the middle of an abandoned village. Once at the threshold, I began to persistently knock on the door, as much as possible given my fatigue. as soon as the door opened, my body fell inside the house onto the floor.