I felt naked and exposed. Buried and engulfed by torrents of snow. The barren open fields felt so heartlessly empty for once. The cold winter hit everything hard. Everything had gone bare. Everything was exposed. The chills creeped in slowly; hitting each vertebrae, one by one, hitting each twig and branch, one by one, hitting each helpless strand of grass, one by one. The overwhelming heat of cold breaks through. Pain stinging like venom injected. Gradually it ices and freezes. A rush of blood gushes to the head thriving for that last beat. The cold encapsulates and there you are, rooted to the ground motionlessly.