The snow spattered every inch of exposed land. The ground was buried to one's waist, the only thing visible was white. White on the ground, white in the air. The man with white hair hidden under his Mickey Mouse-inspired earmuffs gripped the hand of his caramel darling wearing the distinctive ears of Oswald the Lucky Rabbit.
It had been a beautiful day with snow glistening in the weak winter sun, and then the snow showers started again. This made the day even better, providing a fleeting backdrop to scenes of love. Soon enough, though, the soft flurries turned into a blizzard, and it was hard to find the way back to the cabin, even if it was