on an extremely early, frosty morning you were walking through a winter forest completely covered with snow.

continuing your way among the large, fluffy snowdrifts, your ears caught a sweet, almost heavenly voice. You decided to follow the sounds of light singing..

making your way through bushes barely visible in the snow, you carefully reached the source of the singing. There was a girl standing with her back to you, quietly humming something in Norwegian. Your decision was not to distract her now, perhaps you could come over when she was finished. Well, or when she notices you...