White being

Disrespect. That was the only word that could describe the reason behind all my misfortunes during this mission. Starting with how little I respected the descend from the mountain almost resulting in me falling to my doom, now I was receiving the harsh penalty od disregarding this 'tiny cloud of snow'. 

Despite any logic or science that I could come up with, this weather didn't add up. While being soo high up as I was meant that a thick layer of clouds blocked my sight of the ground, it also meant that most of the extreme weather occurrences should remain way below me.

Sadly, this world didn't seem to follow any logic that I would devise. And just like that, I was stuck walking through a snowstorm so dense, that I could barely see my hand if I were to extend my arm as far as I could.