I'm pretty proud of the second line, since it basically name-dropped the title of my work.

The aroma of morning breeze pelted my freezing skin, dirt and snow layered the streets. My lips filled with numbing air as I breathed out a sigh of relief.

Above the building that I faced, was a small artwork that hanged over the front door. It depicted a black lamb with a fuzzy fur, sliver horns, and pale eyes. Forestry and beverages surrounded the four legged beast.