Alaberg Lake was located slightly west of the heart of Cromere Village and the entire lake was embedded into the city. When it was spring, it looked like a piece of flower, but during winter, when there was some snow descending, the image of the fluttering snow on the lake with boats floating by and one discussing matters over wine was such an enjoyable thing.
There was also some snow today, but under the many lights, those snowflakes had become crystal clear ice flowers that were lit as they fell onto the ground. The cherry blossom tree by the lake was covered with little snow crystals, making one unsure which was snow and which were the lights.
But before they could walk to the side of the Alaberg Lake, they were able to hear the sound of fireworks. Upon raising their heads, they would
