When the night stretches on forever, just like this, and the ice spreads to the edges of the world, like it does now, I feel… very odd. What is this world? Does it have an edge? What’s beyond it?

Of course I know that it’s just the night sky and just a frozen lake, but when the atmosphere is right it can feel like an entirely new planet, and I’m floating here in a gateway between its two halves. Have you ever found a place like this? It’s almost like a dream.

And when morning comes and the lake looks as it always does, I wonder if nights like this ever happened at all, or if I only imagined them.