There was a time when snow was sugar, it fall quietly from the sky. We were younger, more fragile in the way. We lived in the state of fairytale. We were that beautiful princess, whit golden hair, or the brave knight, who slays the dragon, the hero who start his quest. We haunt forest in the night, surrounded by the howl of wolfs and light of moon. We dreamed, and dreamed... About a love that last forever and that delightful happy ending. But now that sugar snow melt. What happened between then and now? Is simple our dreams become so small. The colors just wiped form our eyes. And everything become like ashes blend with mud.