Snow made her so happy.
Who knew that the girl from a land of deserts and heat would fall in love with a country that had four distinct and very extreme seasons.
Glancing around her she noticed the flakes were starting to stick and they were definitely bigger. She needed to get inside where it was warmer.
She was nearly there.
The twinkling lights of the kissaten beckoned and as she pushed open the door she was met with the inviting cries of, “Irrashaimase!” Welcome, they said. Good morning!
And indeed it was.