Cold night... (Patreon)

It is cold and snowy outside, the days are getting shorter and shorter, and the nights are getting longer. Darkness slowly creeps into the hearts of men. On days like these few people dare to venture outside, dare to brave the dangers of these trying times. Nature itself is eagerly waiting for the final break, yearning for renewal, for the next turn of the wheel. The night reaches its final limits, testing people’s merit again and again, while drowning the brave souls in its darkness, the gloomiest darkness, after which comes the inevitable renewal. The longest night is followed by the promise of the new light, new hope, new joy.