Endless
The snow falls softly, silently; an endless vista of pristine white that lies beyond the little bit of a cave that is carved out of the cliff in which they take shelter. He watches the fat flakes as they drift down with a quiet smile of bemusement. They are alone and far from base with no way of contacting their allies, but for this moment, he can't seem to bring himself to care. The world outside is cold and starting to darken with the coming of night, but her presence beside him is all the warmth he needs right now.
A/N: 100 words; written for the prompt 'Endless'. Happy holidays, everyone!