This is what it is to live in the world. You have to give yourself over to the cold, at least a little bit.
Anne UrsuPeople feared snowstorms once. Hazel read about this all the time. Pioneers opened their front doors and saw they'd been entombed in snow overnight. They walked across malevolent swirling whiteness and did not know if they would survive. Nature can destroy us in a blink. We live on only at its pleasure. That was what looking at the witch was like.
Anne Ursu