Book: owl tower

She could not leave, for she was afraid of the Navi gods, she was afraid to stay, because she felt that trouble would find her in Sovina.

It did not last long, but almost endlessly.

Even in the most terrible frost, when everything alive is white, fragile, dead, but the light is on in your own window, when you know that someone is waiting for you and keeps its warmth for you even on the darkest night, then the cold is no longer terrible.