Northstar Vale Adelfí

Snow crunched beneath sandy paws. The boy’s pace was hurried, busy. He did not seem swayed by anything as he journeyed through the red-leaf forest of the vale. He had visited one of the runoffs by the lake and found that the water had frozen. The clean shimmer of it had been stopped midair, or more accurately in a directly falling line from lake to stream.

Sniffing at the edge of the creek that wound through the trees, Antigone noted that the water began moving again, further down. He wondered what might break up the frozen chunk and set the water to flow freely again.

Pacing at the bank of the creek, Antigone wondered if @Zulema or @Zosime were near.