C98 Humaneating

The blizzard was intensifying, with the wind whipping the snow so fiercely that it was impossible to keep one's eyes open. In such weather, even a fur coat wouldn't suffice, let alone the tattered clothes they wore. This was no ordinary group.

Prisoners, slaves, civilians...

Women, men, children...

All mixed together, crawling, struggling, moving toward a single goal.

"Mr. Lee