“Cold, very cold! the blue air but also yellow and for a while orange. Humidity is very low perceived despite the grass petrified by the snow. The wind cuts the breath. A feeling of violent peace pervades us; an absolutely inhospitable place where, however, the lives of some people had always flowed peacefully. A prairie that disappeared as far as the eye could see on the horizon, ready to welcome another winter sunset and which showed us a solemn and unforgivable part of the world.”