As the snow falls gently outside, a woman, unseen but for her shadow, retreats to her room on the longest night of the year. She sheds her clothes, her body warming in the dim light. Her fingers trace patterns on her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She touches herself, her breath hitching as she finds her sensitive spots. Her movements become more urgent, her moans filling the quiet room. She closes her eyes, losing herself in the sensation, her body convulsing as she finds her release under the winter sky.