Winter days leave a pale residue of mourning. A loss of sun, warmth and a cheerfulness that has depth. Not a stiff, cracked covering on a hard, angry person pretending to be hospitable.by Neko on TwosWinter days leave a pale residue of mourning. A loss of sun, warmth and a cheerfulness that has depth. Not a stiff, cracked covering on a hard, angry person pretending to be hospitable.