Oh, but they do find something! They find several somethings. Somehow, amidst the ice and snow, there are perfectly healthy rosebushes, vividly colored a dark red and the leaves a crisp green.

It's just that the largest one of all seem's to be growing out of someone's chest as they lay on the ground. The girl can't be any older than sixteen, dull blue eyes wide as she stares at the sky above- she had been shocked, before the agony set in and what tears she could cry in her final breaths stain the sides of her face. She's long since gone cold, and only something in the air keeps her as well-preserved yet untouched by the frost as she is now. And now that you're a little closer, it's easy to see... the roses from the bush this girl holds are supposed to be white.

Several smaller bushes are present in a circle around her.