Winter: Halfway to God VII
My room was the first door I came across. The door was painted as the playing card, with two clovers. The door was not locked. The room looked like any other room, I suppose, with a bed, a desk, a wardrobe and a window. The doors of the wooden wardrobe and the bedpost had the Clover carved into it. I opened the wardrobe and found it empty; my uniform was placed neatly on the bed. I removed my own clothes and put them on. They fit.

I went to shut the window, but I was distracted by the sight of snow. The light from my room illuminated the snow that danced from the sky softly and soundlessly to the ground. My memories turned to you, the many times that we've spent together, your face, your voice...