6 – Awakening
After many months have passed in which the snow though often changing was a constant cover of anything below, one morning brings something new to this mostly silent world. Starting in the places most exposed to the Sun the water kept dormant in its icy state begins to awaken. Drops begin to fall, softly into the snow, or ringing more clearly on the barren rock. As the Sun rises and its warmth penetrates deeper into the snow, water collects in tiny streams and the sound of water running amidst the snow and over the rocks grows in strength until the constant and permanent silence of the frozen landscape is replaced by the constantly changing but equally permanent murmuring of the water excitedly talking to itself and whatever it runs up against.