The lack of clarity made it all the more unsettling. Whatever was encased in the ice seemed larger and more menacing than anything he’d ever encountered in the forest. His heart thudded against his ribcage as he moved closer, his breath forming pale clouds in the frigid air.
The block of ice radiated an unnatural stillness, as though time itself had stopped around it. Henry extended a gloved hand and hesitated for a moment before touching the surface. It was colder than anything he had ever felt, as if the ice didn’t belong to the natural world.