The sky was tracking me. It sent its faithful raven, to fly over the world and report everything it saw and heard. The heavenly world was watching the earthly world and I, a human like all the others, weak and sinful, could not hide. The mountain, which had so often protected me from the storms caused by my mistakes, intervened. I had two choices. To renounce my salvation and confess everything, or to make this deep blue ice my tomb. This immense field stained with white offered me a redemption. In exchange for my body and my soul, it agreed to hide me and swallow me up forever.