Midwinter is the perfect time to imagine the weather is alive, in my opinion. I hope you’re cozy while you read this. :)

SNOWBOUND -

The ropes of snow cut into my bare forearms, pinning them to my sides.
“Grila, you must let go!”
The snow goddess stood like a pillar of fury at the mouth of her cave, face chiseled from dark ice, eyes blue frozen ocean.