The world outside was white. Even though the windows were closed, it did little to suppress the biting cold as the winds slammed against it.
I stood there, before the window, holding a cup of hot tea and gazing at the raging storm of snow outside.
Beneath me, behind, was an unfortunate lady, she was sprawled on the ground, looking pale, her eyes almost glassy. She was naked in the cold and sprawled lazily across the wooden ground.
From between her legs was an extension of liquid that had drenched the floor, subtly dampening the colors of that area.
I stared outside the window for a few more moments, standing with my relaxed hammer naked for the world to see. Then I brought the hot tea to my mouth and sipped a little bit of it.
Indeed, after such a destructive act, this tea hit the spot. I let out a satisfied sigh and turned away from the window, grabbed a blanket and threw it over Sulin.
When I tried to walk forward however, my legs buckled and I almost fell.
