It's snowing.
Kode, with a pipe in his mouth, stood behind the wide floor-to-ceiling window of his office, staring blankly at the falling snowflakes outside and the slightly hazy factory buildings amidst the swirling snowflakes.
In this northern country, the first snowfall always arrives very early, often visiting in advance even before winter officially descends.
In the past... actually, it wasn't that long ago, the early arrival of snow was often seen as a bad omen, even associated with death.
The premature drop in temperature meant the early cessation of outdoor activities, making it difficult to store fuel. Commoners had to use limited food and fuel to withstand a longer winter. For the poor, who had to economize every stick of wood and piece of bread, an extra day of winter often meant the difference between life or death.
Therefore, people even have a special term for this premature snow: the White Death God.
