"A Visit to the Sage" A marmot approaches an old and grey woolly rhinocerous. It's winter, but an unusually warm one. No snow has fallen, so the rhino rests in a bed of golden grass looking over a dry vally ringed by evergreen covered hills. Perhaps the marmot is confused by the lack of snow, and the warm weather is messing with his hibernation schedule. So, he has gone to ask the oldest creature in the valley why the snow has not fallen.