(Kael)
I wake to something different. The usual sounds of morning are muffled, wrong somehow. Aria is still sleeping beside me, one hand resting on her belly where our child grows.
I get up carefully and walk to the window. Everything outside is white.
Snow covers Moonridge territory. Thick and heavy. It must have fallen all night because there's several inches already and more is still coming down.
"Is that snow?" Aria asks from the bed.
"Yes. A lot of it."
"It's early for snow. We usually don't get this much until late November."
She's right. This kind of snowfall shouldn't happen for another month at least.
I dress quickly and head downstairs. Rowan is already in the common room, looking out at the white landscape with concern.
"How bad is it?" I ask.
"Bad. The western route i
