Entry 5

We got married! We crowed our vows to the wind, didn’t we? Well I did, and you said too without a word wasted between those pale lips. And then I kissed your mouth so cold, but I had plenty of fire in me to warm you. Here on this mount, looking over blue seas of ice. I stripped off me furs and ran naked, and the snow didn’t bother me even. Last night, you called me to the bed. Called me like whispers of the dead. And I answered your call, many a time I did.