Loid month as elves called the winter as that word, had finally arrived and brought the freezing cold with it. The first snowflakes fell over the Elven Village.
They melted against the wooden roofs before they could even stick.
Eren crouched near the edge of his garden. His freezing fingers fumbled over a mess of copper wires. He had two solar panels propped up against a large rock, a small electric motor and a stack of spare lithium batteries he had brought from his two-story house in Istanbul.
He twisted two wires together and wrapped them tightly in black electrical tape.
If I can actually get this working I'll be the Elon Musk of Evon.
He wiped a snowflake off his nose with the back of his hand.
Except I hang out with sexy elves instead of posting weird stuff on the internet.
It was a funny thought but it hit him surprisingly hard. A few months ago on Earth he couldn't go ten minutes without checking his phone. He was practically addicted to that glowing rectangle.
