*Spoiler Alert:* If you have not read Whichwood yet, I would suggest not reading this post as it will contain spoilers. I will also include a short excerpt from the scene.

Today is day 3 of the Biannual Bibliothon and today’s blog challenge is hosted by Jenica from Firewhiskey Reader and the challenge is to describe a wintery scene and I want to be in it.

I could go with the clichés and pick a scene from Harry Potter or The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, but I’m not going to. I’m going to pick a scene from Whichwood by Tahereh Mafi.

So, I picked the opening scene from Whichwood. It’s a cold quiet night, everything is still, the earth is sleeping, and snow is gently falling. It isn’t winter yet, but it will be soon.

I picked the opening scene from Whichwood because when I was reading it, I just got this cozy feeling, and it really is the perfect wintery scene. The scene made me feel warm, and not cold. There’s something calming about the opening scene.

Here is the opening: “Infant snow drifted in gentle whorls, flakes as large as pancakes glinting silver as they fell. Shaggy trees wore white leaves and moonlight glimmered across a glassy lake. The night was soft and all was slow and snow had hushed the earth into a deep sound slumber, and oh, winter was fast approaching.”- Whichwood by Tahereh Mafi