Into the night

We move silently throw the night, crossing snow covered valleys. Passing distant villages only visible by soon to be gone Christmas decorations. Cold ice slides down my back as my mind begins to wonder, the only thing keeping in this place is my writing these thoughts. My attention is interrupted by music blaring from a strangers stereo. The silence is broken, but no one else has noticed. The others are all in the their own worlds, half asleep after a full day. Now we head onwards into the darkness and are consumed by the night.