Artemy breathed in deeply as he walked out onto the porch. The winter air felt cold and fresh in his lungs as the scent of pines filled his nostrils. A blanket of snow covered his small cottage during the night, turning the surrounding forest into a collage of green and white.
The Woodsman of Kasmakty
The Woodsman of Kasmakty
The Woodsman of Kasmakty
Artemy breathed in deeply as he walked out onto the porch. The winter air felt cold and fresh in his lungs as the scent of pines filled his nostrils. A blanket of snow covered his small cottage during the night, turning the surrounding forest into a collage of green and white.