The night passes peacefully enough... the "bed" you've made out of your companion may be a little bit awkward at first, but she seems comfortable enough. Or exhausted enough... you can't quite be sure. Either way, the two of you wake the next morning to a winter sun rising high in the sky, causing the magical snow to glisten and sparkle all around you.<br/><br/>You have to give the Winter Fey credit... while the "summer" may be abundant and sensual and gratifying, the stark whites and dark greens of winter have their own beauty. And the snow has a wonderful trait as well... it preserves tracks quite well.<br/><br/>Like those large, padded footprints you can see less than ten yards from where you lay, digging into the snow and leading deeper into the garden.