In the middle of winter in the eighth year of the Apocalypse, heavy snow fell from the sky. The whole world was completely white, and every house had its doors closed. The heavy snow had been falling for two days and two nights, and the snow on the streets was two feet deep.
Although the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, if it continues like this, the poor working people may freeze to death!
In the suburbs in the west of the capital, in a thatched house, there was only a table and a bed. Not even a stool could be found. A touch of lamp oil dimly illuminated this narrow room of less than a few feet!
The biting north wind blows in through the crack of the broken door. The person wrapped in the dirty quilt is shivering with cold. The messy black hair has not been washed for several months and is already dirty. The skinny body is balled up at the moment, the eyes are closed tightly, the breath between the nose is slowed down, the teeth are biting the lower lip, which is already black and purple!