The air crackled with death and ghosts, the mountains masking iron and the trees masking villains at every turn. Here, it snowed, and when it did not, it rained ice. Here, they came to freeze their bodies after they had frozen their hearts. This was Etny, and he was perturbed at the realness of it.
Reminds me of going up the mountain with my dad, getting our truck stuck, looking for an occupied camp, and looking up to see that every branch n every tree was frosted with snow and icicles. If we hadn't been stuck and lost we wouldn't have ever seen it.