Everyone was bundled up tightly in thick fur coats. The collars were turned up high, obscuring most of their faces, leaving only pairs of curious or nervous eyes to excitedly observe the surrounding icy, snow-covered landscape.
The fierce wind whipped up huge flakes of snow, pelting them relentlessly. When the flakes hit their faces, it stung sharply, like countless tiny ice shards pricking their skin.
The very air seemed frozen into sharp blades of ice. A single breath sent the frigid air stabbing into their lungs like steel needles, making each respiration a difficult struggle in their chests.
Their exhaled breaths instantly turned into puffs of white mist before quickly dissipating, leaving a faint, lingering chill on their lips.
Some tourists were so cold their teeth wouldn't stop chattering. They mumbled, "My god, I've never seen weather like this in my life. I'm freezing to death."
