The heart of South Triton is bathed in the soft glow of the flickering winter sky, as Dita Von Fese gazes intently from a nearby window. Her red lips sparkle with a soft, muted hue, radiating warmth and mystery. The scene from the window is dotted with scenes of snow-covered mountains, their soft fur as they float against the cold and the serene landscape above. The sky above her is painted in hues of orange and pink, casting a warm glow on the scene above. It's a winter wonderland, as if there's an impending storm brewing outside. It's a moment still frozen in time, a celebration of the beauty and beauty of childhood, a true feast for the eyes.