on thick ice - Part Three

Winter isn't coming: It came. It arrived, settled down and retired here.
With the revelation of just how much may be entombed below and within the ice, there's been more shoegazing than starin at the limitless horizon. It's still night, and the messy scattering of uncaring stars up above is stark. Whoever was playing celestial pool managed a messy break of billiard balls and never finished a game.
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