On a December day

​On a December day, when the earth awakens, and the air is cold, and the breath still uncertain and slow.
On a December day, filled with the excitement and joy of a brand new day in a mystical yet sour land, where stories of saints and knights tell of ancient times and different men.
A sour land where a gentle wind blows through the branches, and tell of myths never forgotten.
On a December day, where a shy sun begins to warm up the air