“He loves being the only one walking through the night. The snow catching the moon's reflection casts a blue-white sheen. He doesn't feel small in this vastness. He feels as if he can expand as far and wide as he… — Shandi Mitchell Copy Share Image
“In the twilight of dawn, when his ears are still fresh to the day's first sounds, he can hear clearer than at any other… — Shandi Mitchell Copy Share Image
“He loves being the only one walking through the night. The snow catching the moon's reflection casts a blue-white sheen. He doesn't feel small… — Shandi Mitchell Copy Share Image
