Notes: For primeval100: challenge 347: Picture prompt .
Becker smiled as he looked around at the pristine white landscape, his breath fogging in the air with each breath.
“Wow, this place is beautiful… the stars in the sky, the snow-covered trees. Don’t you just love it here?”
Trudging along beside him, Connor shivered. “No! I’m cold, my fingers are numb, my feet are wet, and a big lump of snow just slid off a branch and went down my neck!”
Becker resisted the urge to give Connor a hug; he looked so miserable.
“Come on, let’s go home,” he said, heading their party back to the anomaly.