"[They] watched the snowflake melt on [their] hand." for five sentence asks!
He watched the snowflake melt on his hand.
Winter was approaching again. This time last year, Acheron had been sent out, given his mission and a bag of supplies, away from the cloister where he had been raised.
He wondered, staring at the dot of water that used to be a snowflake, if he should celebrate. A whole year away from home. He'd hoped to have returned by now, to have completed whatever vague divine purpose he had, but there was no such luck.
He tucked his hands back under his cloak, and continued on. He didn't need to dwell on that sadness right now.

















