It snows here, eternally.
The winter is soft and the snowflakes slowly descends.
Sky is dark, air is cold ,the hues are grim
Where colors turn to frost.
Trees are silent and flowers so gloom
and this world awaits for a tale to bloom.

In this frigid realm where shadows dance
two souls finds themselves lonely and lost.
A boy with warmth and spirit so bright,
A girl, frost kissed, a silent night.

He's like a sunbeam in the snow.
One fallen from the sky.
She's an enigma that's cold and slow.
One that's risen from the earth below.

In the heart of this Nordic tale,
where winter...