บท 176: Homecoming 

The Sunrise mountains rose in snow-white brilliance, giving a silent invitation for the soul to accept its beauty. Upon the glimmer of sleeping sun on the horizon, the forest was so snowy white. The white blanket of snow rested upon the trees, boulders, and the ground as if it were a feather cushion, soft and warm. It covered the ocean of trees in perfect white, revealing the engrained beauty of winter.

The snowflake took her dance in the wintry air, pure water made all the more beautiful by her crystalline form. The rain of snowflakes looked like they came to earth from heaven itself, blessing the living beings on the ground.

Amidst the rain of snowflakes, two figures flying towards a snow-covered building in the distance. One of the figures looked exactly opposite to the white rain, Michael.