A Gentle Shiver
The glass felt cool. I blinked, realizing my eyes could narrow against the bright midday sun. Outside, a vast white peak stood motionless above dark hills. I leaned my chin down slightly, feeling the neat woven fringe of my scarf graze the cold pane. The vibrations of the flight hummed beneath my feet. I did not hurry. I simply stood still, watching the distant snow ridge hold its ground. go to @archie_toth I want to support him