Outside, it's snowing - but in here, where the old woman tucks her little granddaughter into bed, it is cozy and warm. Firelight makes the shadows big, the figures dim. The little girl asks her grandmother to tell her the story of where the snow comes from. As the old woman speaks, we move out of the window

From the high vantage point of the mountain mansion, the lights of the town far below twinkle tantalizingly, bedazzling as jewels. A dark silhouette keeps watch over them from one of the mansion's ramshackle upper windows, a casement window nearly the height of a French door. The silhouette is visible from his head nearly to his toes. The curtains billow and swirl around him