The moment they stepped outside, it started to snow.
At first there were only a few flakes, but gradually, it became heavier.
Sylvan Cheney opened an umbrella and wrapped an arm around Jasmine Yale's waist.
One tall, one short, they walked along the path leading to Maple Mountain...
Jasmine was very close to Sylvan, a feeling... like she was back to the time when she was seventeen.
She tightened her coat but didn't feel cold.
Being taller, he blocked most of the wind and snow for her.
Sylvan's umbrella was tilted towards her quite a lot, with snowflakes falling on his shoulders.
The clouds were dark, and the sky was dim.
Snowflakes kept falling from the sky, covering the ground gracefully.
Sylvan followed Jasmine's pace, walking very slowly, they kept moving uphill along the path.
