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It's bright where I am.  White covers the ground, wind has caused it to begin to climb up tree trunks.  The sky itself is dull, covered with the clouds that brought the snow down here.  Not a sound is heard.  The wind -while present- is not strong enough to be heard.  It is cold, yet comfortable.  And me?  I am just sitting on a rock, enjoying the silence.  No thoughts go through my head, as I have nothing to worry about or ponder on.  I only have an emotion: tranquility.  Where this snow-covered forest is doesn't matter at all.  The only thing that does matter is what it is, and that is what makes it my place.