Moonsong Glacier [m] Of the January sun; and not to think

That m tag tho- wheezing

He knew the scent of honey and sugar. He'd smelt it before, another season ago. A man was drawn to it as he was, but first - he must check upon Winter Song, as he made routine.

There were many who would smell of it at this time of year, he thought - within moonpack alone, even. 

A questioning glance gazed upon the source of the scent. 

A head tilt.

Winter Song? Are you alright?