Winter Kissed
A Kiss Of Frost\Ice Bound
"If I am too cold for human friendship—I trust
I shall not soon be too cold for natural influences.
It appears to be a law that you cannot have a
deep sympathy for both man & nature.
Those qualities which bring you near to the
one estrange you from the other."
—H.D. Thoreau
"Sex is like snow, you never know how many inches you're going to get or how long it will last."
—Unknown
After a fierce night of wind and snow, the world awakened enchanted—a sea of glittering ice crystals. Sun shimmered across the billowing expanse of snow smothering the ground. Too bright to the mortal eye, the brilliance dazzled.
Vilhjalmur Frosti did not blink. Footsteps crackled as he glided along the crisp lace of ice crusting the tire ruts in the country road. In his wake, frost crystallized upon the mixture of dirt and snow.
Focused and direct, he moved through the air, alerting a mouse with his ominous chill. Formed completely of frost, he wore a human shape, instead of his usual particulated form.
He eyed the log cabin perched in a shallow v ... read full excerpt from: Winter Kissed ebook
