The cold enters...

Here it comes. The cold clinging onto my skin- laughing that I let it intimidate me becoming so distant and depressed. Last night the trees made me think of the Chronicle of Narnia by C.S. Lewis and how they are alive. Except, they were fighting with each other. I was driving when I happened to look up towards the sky and just below I saw a tree clawing at another- a constant battle in the darkness. The tree on the right entangled in the first tree's grip would eventually break free- retaliating by using its own strength. The light turned green again and I started driving. Stormy weather is fascinating.