Snow Storm - Astarium

Road ended in front of the dense forest

Then way lie through miles of snowdrifts

Nor pathway, nor traces, falling deep to the waist

It was necessary to continue moving in advance

The blizzard intensified.

Trees groaned and swayed

Under onslaught of wind squall, sky became grey

Fatigue has steadily risen.

It was getting dark

The face was frostbitten from mighty snow blasts

Suddenly everything twirled after crackled sound

The wind disappeared, hands felt cold ground

Sharp pain and saving oblivion with thought that

In the morning storm will calm down, timlessness

And over-had during several days

The furious blizzard continued to rage