This is a short story with a philosophical idea of narcissism. The meaning of the story depends upon your personality. There can be several meanings of this story, For me the snow in this story is a free animal, as we are aware of the fact that no one pet the crows hence he's free to express his thoughts. On the other side there's a guy who is me of course, who lives in his thoughts and MADE THE WRONG CHOICESAll Rights Reserved