Shed of cloud at the snow mountain blurred our sight, and we were walking like we get lost. Bone piercing cold and the sound of valley wind is making me more frightened. When the tiny spots became cluster of white snow, and when we passed many mountains and valley, we found a cave and we proceeded towards there without thinking. We found a pack of snow-white wolf that has darkly deep eyes. They welcomed us at the gate of the cave. We were so drained that we couldn't even be surprised seeing it, and oddly we felt warmth rather than fear. The wolf pack opened the inlet of the carven to us. When we entered into the carven, we found the most marvelous and beautiful thing that we've been looking everywhere. It is something that we had to worship and possess. 

FROID. It is still remained in me, and I will hold onto it until the end of the time.