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As summer’s warmth wanes and autumn's colors begin to fade, winter’s chill draws near. We know Victor’s heart was not fond of winter’s cold embrace—let us now delve into his reflections on the season. This song, born from the fragments of lyrics preserved in Viktor’s cherished diary, remains an echo of what might have been. Fate’s cruel twist kept it from being recorded, but let us half-dream of how it might have sounded—a poignant ode to winter’s harshness and a hopeful longing for the rebirth of his beloved spring.
