Ugh, is it 5 o'clock yet?
Jan. 11th, 2008 07:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrI'm so ready for the day to be over, and it's not yet begun. Bah.
.....
The snow was unending.
To describe the world as turned to white was so vast an understatement that Yvain near laughed. The past few winters had been mild, with snows never reaching a depth greater than his knees.
Around him now the snow came well to waist level, with every promise of ne'er stopping afore spring at last drove winter back. As the winter solstice was yet two weeks away, meaning they were still in autumn and not true winter—
The world was not turned to white, but had been devoured whole by white.
If not for the crest of the Grand Duke stamped into the wax which sealed the missive brought to him by no less than a Beauclerc, Yvain would have told the messenger to bugger off and enjoy his perilous return through the unending snow.
Unfortunately, he was a peer of the realm, one of the highest, and so must answer the summons of the Grand Duke no matter the time or weather.
.....
The snow was unending.
To describe the world as turned to white was so vast an understatement that Yvain near laughed. The past few winters had been mild, with snows never reaching a depth greater than his knees.
Around him now the snow came well to waist level, with every promise of ne'er stopping afore spring at last drove winter back. As the winter solstice was yet two weeks away, meaning they were still in autumn and not true winter—
The world was not turned to white, but had been devoured whole by white.
If not for the crest of the Grand Duke stamped into the wax which sealed the missive brought to him by no less than a Beauclerc, Yvain would have told the messenger to bugger off and enjoy his perilous return through the unending snow.
Unfortunately, he was a peer of the realm, one of the highest, and so must answer the summons of the Grand Duke no matter the time or weather.
