The Easterlies had blown stronger as the snow fell harder than it had since a few days ago. It was already December. In addition to the blood-red sky earlier that had turned the bloodiest this year, the snow had started falling from the heavens. Each piece was nothing, but soon, it covered the entire city in a white sea of soft sand-like feel.
Song Yi'er was walking through the street side, her feet plowing through the snow that gathered on the path. Couples and families had walked past her from both directions, their laughter stinging her heart more and more as they came and went.
Winter had indeed kissed the city, and all she could see was black and white that night. Her eyes watered, and her nose and cheeks reddened from the cold coming from the wind... and from Prince Sky's words.
