Snow had started to fall the previous night and it hadn't stopped since. The mountain was slowly getting covered up by a thick white blanket. Everything felt surreal, as if time had stopped a long time ago and had never started again. There was a village at the foot of the mountain where its inhabitants were preserving the beauty and traditions of a time that used to be. Most houses were close to the other and were made fallowing a similar design.
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