Literature
Storm
Germany trudged through the endless amount of snow, breathing heavily. When someone told him that winters in Russia were brutal, they hadn't said it was this bad. Germany brought his gloved hands to his face in an attempt to warm them, only to have the breathe he let out immediately taken away by the harsh and unforgiving wind. Stuffing his hands back into his pocket, Germany continued to stomp through the knee high snow.
He looked behind him to see his men, bloodied and weak. They had not been prepared for winter to be as cold and harsh as this. They should have done more to prepare, but now there was nothing anyone could do about it. If th