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The cursor hovered over the file labeled

One by one, the images filled his screen. They were more than just wallpapers; they were windows. The cursor hovered over the file labeled One

That night, the heating in his apartment failed. As the room grew cold, Elias didn't shiver. He stared at the screen. He could almost smell the woodsmoke. He could almost hear the crunch of snow under boots. As the room grew cold, Elias didn't shiver

showed a small cedar shack tucked under the heavy boughs of a spruce tree, its windows glowing with a low, amber light. He could almost hear the crunch of snow under boots

It was a close-up of a heavy oak door, slightly ajar. A single set of footprints led away from the camera, toward the treeline. Elias found himself staring at the resolution—so crisp he could see the individual flakes of frost on the iron hinges. He set it as his background.