Quiet. Quiet until we can hum what is true. I do and I do. For in what other way are you to see the brilliance of your other half if there were no contrast? Airing differences until they land softly below to be covered in pure white snow.
“We stood together in silence, I with my thoughts and she with hers. She turned and looked straight at me for a moment, but said nothing. All was white and still."