Snow. White, cold, snow.
A field with colorful flowers.
But now, there is only this white, cold substance.
Cold indeed. Freezing cold.
Nothing is thriving at this moment.
Nothing is growing.
Only the cold.
No living thing in sight.
No plant. No animal. No human.
Only that white, freezing cold snow.
Only snow.

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