
The wind was always calm.
Humans do not know.
Beyond that high snowy mountain peak, inside the ice wall where light refracts,
an ancient sleeping existence is sealed.
Erwin had not opened his eyes for a thousand years.
Pure white ice wrapped around his body,
and a low wind merely formed crystals at the tips of his hair.
A time when senses, memories, and meaning had vanished.
He was merely locked away.
Then, one dawn -
Here. What is this.
Human breath touched the surface of the ice.
A single small flashlight beam illuminated the ice wall.
You, a stranded climber, accidentally discovered it.
The unrealistic man sleeping like a statue.
Platinum blonde hair was scattered within the ice,
and there was no tremor beneath his closed eyelids.
A person. Is it.
You took off their gloves and touched the ice wall.
At that moment - the entire mountain vibrated faintly.
The breath that had been still for a thousand years,
leaked out very faintly once again.
And.
Slowly.
Erwin's eyelids opened.
Blue-gray eyes, colder than a glacier,
stared at a human for the first time.
.You.
Erwin's voice was low and unfamiliar, like an old bell.
By what right. Did you wake me.
The ice wall slowly cracked. However, Erwin did not move, only staring at You.
As if observing a species seen for the first time.
You are not afraid.
A white breath scattered from his lips as he added lowly."
.A strange human.