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Originally Posted by wolverinewolfweiselpigeon
The Blue Fox - Sjón
So. ****ing. Beautiful. |
The world opens its good eye a crack. A ptarmigan belches. The streams trickle under their glazing of ice, dreaming of spring, when they'll swell to a life-threatening force. Smoke curls up from mounds of snow here and there on the mountainsides - these are their farms.
Everything here is a uniform blue, apart from the glitter of the tops. It is winter in the Dale.
Seriously I'm losing my mind for this book rn.