In the heart of the old mountain village, a minuscule landscape stretches out before the viewer's eyes. The street is bustling with activity as snow-covered hills churn across the untouched ground. A grand Victorian couple, dressed in a warm red winter coat, stands tall and proud with a tall red curtain next to her. Her eyes sparkle with joy as she gazes upon a snow-covered table in the distance. The streets are empty, save for a single wooden bench occupied by a woman with a thick, chubby coat in one eye and a black bowtie on the other. Her eyes still pulsate with the warm tones of the winter day, but the warm winter glow of the streetlamps remains a beacon of hope in this winter landscape.