Edenburgh was a quiet, predictable little town shrouded by picturesque scenes of nature. Even the weather was constant. In the winter, snow delicately covered the ground, in the spring rain drizzled the streets, in the summer the sun baked the earth and in the autumn the wind swirled amongst the leaves. One night in the winter of 2015, the snow intensified and the little town was no longer quiet and predictable.All Rights Reserved