The evening’s light, silvery, casts its dull brightness onto the trees – trees gelid in this blue light of winter. But whiteness dominates with the pines and evergreens steeped in vibrant grades of silver. I hear notes in the mist, like silvery chattering, coins in a pocket, the jangle of keys. Pg 217.
-S.K. Kalsi
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