After the heavy snowfalls of winter, for a short time, the world seems to stop. The cold air hangs off the
branches of the evergreens shrouded in snowflakes, seemingly suspended in time. And in this quiet stillness
Grandfather Frost roams, traveling gracefully from town to town in his troika, pulled by his 3 magnificent
steeds. Everywhere he goes, joy and merriment follow, bringing a simple respite from the harshness of winter
and life. But those who find no joy or comfort in the act of helping others, Grandfather Frost leaves only
the freezing chill of the night.
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