00:00Snow, when disturbed, makes a sound that disrupts its pure, pristine state.
00:06The moment your boot knuckles it, just enough to let the air in,
00:10it transforms into a stark contrast to its original form.
00:15This sound, I remember, was the only proof that I was still connected to the world.
00:22I was two nights into a three-night stay at the state park,
00:26the kind they close early in winter if the wind drags the temperature through the floor.
00:33But the ranger had waved me in with a smile and a warning about empty loops and fallen limbs.
00:41He loved that I loved the cold.
00:44The moon was white-blue and indecently bright.
00:49I left the trailer unlocked, walked into the trees, and found something that hadn't finished looking at me.
00:56I left the natural-scale park.
00:56So I chose to get a wonderful, spoil for me.
00:57This was the edges where the plane merides unofficial cachet the air inside.
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