Lumi sadas meeletu kiirusega.

The snow fell at a tremendous speed.

Tallinn oli mattunud valge vaiba alla.

Tallinn was buried under a white blanket.

Eeva seisis akna ääres, jälgides keerlevaid helbeid.

Eeva stood by the window, watching the swirling flakes.

Siiski tundis ta sisimas tungivat vajadust.

Still, she felt an urgent need inside her.

Ta teadis, kui oluline on täna oma hääl anda.

She knew how important it was to cast her vote today.

Sedasi vaatas Eeva kella.

Eeva glanced at the clock.

Kell tiksub kiiresti, ja jaoskond sulgeb peagi oma uksed.

Time was ticking quickly, and the polling station would soon close its doors.

Eeva mässis end paksu mantlisse, toppides taskusse kindad ja mütsi.

Eeva wrapped herself in a thick coat, stuffing gloves and a hat into her pocket.

Ta teadis, et lumetormist läbi murdes ei ole tal kerge.

She knew that braving the snowstorm wouldn't be easy.

Kuid tema usk muutusesse oli tugevam kui hirm.

But her faith in change was stronger than fear.

Ta astus välja, tuul haaras juukseid ja külm hammustas nägu.

She stepped outside, the wind grasped her hair, and the cold bit her face.

Kuid tal oli siht silme ees.

But she had a goal in her sights.

Kesklinna vanast kivimajast, kus asus valimisjaoskond, kiirgas valgust lumesajusse.

From the old stone building in the city center, where the polling station was located, light radiated into the snowfall.

Hoone seisis kindlalt, justkui kutsudes kõiki kodanikke oma kohust täitma.

The building stood firmly, as if inviting all citizens to fulfill their duty.

Tänavad olid tühjad, lumised ja libedad.

The streets were empty, snowy, and slippery.

Iga samm võttis Eevalt palju jõudu.

Each step took a lot of strength from Eeva.

Kuid ta ei peatunud.

But she did not stop.

Kord libastudes tõmbus ta jõuliselt edasi, pingutades edasi liikuda.

Once she slipped, she pulled herself forward powerfully, striving to keep moving.

Iga väiksemgi takistus tundus suurena, ent ta ei andnud alla.

Every smallest obstacle seemed large, yet she did not give up.

Teel kohtas Eeva Jaani ja Mikko, kes lumesajus hädas olid.

On the way, Eeva met Jaani and Mikko, who were struggling in the snowfall.

"Kas te ka teel jaoskonda?"

"Are you also on your way to the polling station?"

küsis Eeva hingeldades.

asked Eeva breathlessly.

"Me ka," vastas Mikko, vaadates lõpmatusse lumetormi.

"We are," replied Mikko, looking into the endless snowstorm.

"Tee on juba suletud mitmest otsast."

"The road is already closed from several directions."

Mure tuksles Eeva hinges, kuid ta oli kindel.

Concern tugged at Eeva's heart, but she was determined.

Ta teadis, et ei tohi alla anda.

She knew she must not give up.

Kolmik jätkas teed, toetades teineteist vajadusel.

The trio continued on, supporting each other when needed.

Lõpuks, just enne kui jaoskond sulgema hakkas, jõudsid nad vanade kivimüüride vahele.

Finally, just before the station was about to close, they reached between the old stone walls.

Jaani ja Mikko abiga lükkas Eeva rasked uksed valla.

With Jaani and Mikko's help, Eeva pushed the heavy doors open.

Jaoskonna töötajad olid just lõpetamas, aga Eeva palvetav pilk peatas neid.

The polling station workers were just finishing up, but Eeva's pleading gaze stopped them.

"Ma pean," ütles Eeva kindlalt.

"I must," said Eeva firmly.

Töötajad noogutasid ja lasid teda sisse.

The workers nodded and let her in.

Eeva hingas sügavalt välja, tunnetades saavutushetke magusat maitset.

Eeva exhaled deeply, savoring the sweet taste of the moment of achievement.

Ta andis oma hääle, raputas lund juustest ja astus tagasi õue.

She cast her vote, shook the snow from her hair, and stepped back outside.

Tagasitee oli raskem kui varem, ent süda oli kerge.

The way back was harder than before, yet her heart was light.

Eeva tundis end tugevamana.

Eeva felt stronger.

Ta teadis nüüd, kui vastupidav ta on.

She now knew how resilient she was.

Tema usk iseendasse ja tulevikku oli tugevnenud.

Her faith in herself and the future had strengthened.

Sellest päevast alates teadis Eeva, et üks hääl saab teha muutuse.

From that day on, Eeva knew that one vote can make a difference.

Ta jõudis koju, külmunud aga õnnelik.

She reached home, frozen but happy.

Aknaservalt kiikab välja, jälgides öö pimedusse kaovad lumehelbed.

From the windowsill, she peeked out, watching the snowflakes disappear into the darkness of the night.

Ja kuigi lumesadu jätkus, oli Eeval südames soojus ja rahulolu.

And although the snowfall continued, Eeva felt warmth and contentment in her heart.