Winds severely carried Jeanne's hair, when white flakes zoomed from above. A blizzard.

"It came so suddenly! What do we do!?"

She screamed with her lungs, hoping each word was carried through the noise... It came so abrupt, disturbing the two while in harvest. It was thanks to Cannes, they finished before it hit. For now, they hoped the crops would stay fresh indoors.

"Hold my hand!" Cannes said holding out his hands. As the two bravely plowed through the knee drop foot snow. Finally... The door creaked before the snow fell... They made it, in one piece inside the log house.
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