The biting cold wind swept over the top of the trees, bringing with it the chill from the Arctic Circle, making the branches and the withered leaves that hadn't fallen in autumn rustle together.
The snowflakes that had settled on the branches were blown off by the wind, turning them into a powdery snow mist that rose and fell, sometimes soaring into the sky, sometimes diving into the ground, eventually falling and scattering on the surface.
In many respects, winter in Ukraine is not a season suitable for people to stay outdoors, although the North Russians consider Ukrainian black soil as the "warm Southlands." For most people, the latitude of this land is still too high.
The crossroads of continental and maritime climates make Ukraine's weather changes dramatic and hard to bear. For example, less than half an hour after Leonard and his companions set off, the cold northern wind started to blow.
