C10 TEN

Hot Ice and Strange Snow

ROSE

Merry and tragical! tedious and brief!

That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow.

—William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

Dear Diary,

Hope is a fragile thing, yet strangely enduring. It hides in the crevices of pain, burrowing deep until unseen, for fear that sorrow, in its rage, will devour hope's desperate hold on the heart