Rising Sun Valley then it's getting louder and louder

Engel struggled beneath her, and the girl yelped when one of his limbs caught a tender bruise on her haunch. She somersaulted over him, collapsing head-over-heals into the snow. Spread out in the cold and ice, she laughed, once, quietly to herself. She stayed perfectly still, face twisted up to stare at the sky, turning faded orange with the approach of the sunset. The colours pulsed, burned and tore through the sky, and quite suddenly she was entranced.