The sky in Snow City is always icy blue, as if blessing the eyes of the witches, and the snow is the tears they shed from time to time.
Even if there is no love, loneliness will make them cry for eternal life...
Tears, hidden behind the ice, solidify and fall...
Snow, guarding the holy land forgotten by God, keeps waiting...
The sea, staring into the distance, is getting colder...
Everything is still and insists on the pride that is hard to let go...
Until...
... The horizon