The world dims and fades. The winters become longer and the summers are but the briefest of sparks. The cities have emptied and once hectic world has slowed to an icy slumber.
People cross the snow covered roads and seek warmer places. When their bellies are empty and hunger gnaws at them, they make snow angels.
As night descends, they huddle close together. They warm themselves with laughter, they feed themselves with stories of greener tomorrows, and they light the dark with their companionship.
When morning comes, they greet it like a friend and head toward greener tomorrows.