The mighty grizzly bear

Consumes the long nights

Shivers

Over the hills the moon hangs low

The wind was cold and air crisp in our lungs

You could sense the snowfall

There was a calm but eerie feeling looming in the air

Tunnels of darkness, a tricky labyrinth

The nights are long and you yearn for sunlight

It’s all comforting

These were the dog days of Alaskan winters

Consuming, cold, crisp, calm, eerie, dark