The plot now looks even more a winter scene, a 
story of outlines - and only my tears at the end - 
though the heroine said she would also cry the 
author never said when; my study turned into an 
icy cave, curtains rolled showing white underside, 
white scarf framing its scene, white paper pasted 
like tiles around the window, lace foaming on the 
windowsill and bookcase glittering snowflakes
On the wall a white bow, with silver designs on 
transparent fabric covering boxes on the floor - 
this is an allergy headache, better take a pill; I 
will but only after writing this, IT is why I didn’t
re-read Wintersmith - feelings of sadness, of 
loss, any tale of magic takes me that way, a hero 
as an elemental with dreams of golden summer 
as gleams in the eye 
Tiffany wouldn’t have died in an ice palace - but 
would’ve been sad forever, thus destroying the 
Wintersmith’s dream of being human, breaking 
his heart was the right thing to do - wasn’t it? - I 
don’t know, he was innocent & sweet - while the 
elusive golden-snake-slit gleam of Summer was 
nasty to the heroine; in the end Tiffany gave him 
his heart carved on a ring and that should be 
Enough - though not for me…
[“Wintersmith” Terry Pratchett]
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