creepy.

I ran in the frosty dark this morning. It was so dark that aside from the stars I could only see about 10 feet in front of me. I think I ran faster than usual because I didn't want to stay in one spot for too long, searching for dark shapes and movement.
When I was driving to school this morning as the sun rose, I saw evidences of carnage that I'd unknowingly closely encountered. I could've almost tripped on these:


Three rotting deer carcasses.
Jared said the whole experience sounded frigidly magical, like the white witch from Narnia had drawn near.
Good thing I was so fast.