C2568 Snow Wind Night

An ox-cart slowly drove along the road. The driver was an old man wearing a tattered fur coat.

It was snowing heavily on the road, so he could see less than three meters ahead.

Even though he had plenty of experience, the old man who had been escorting travelers on this path all year round didn't have much he could do.

He could only hope that the old cow knew his way out of this snowstorm