Dante

The snow stayed for three days.

Emre went outside in it the morning after it fell, properly dressed after a negotiation with Lyra about the warm jacket that Emre had initially resisted on the grounds that it was large and made movement difficult, and that Lyra had won by the simple method of not moving until the jacket was on.

I watched from the corridor window as Emre stood in the courtyard and looked at the white ground and then crouched and pressed both palms flat against it the ...