First (well 3:-): "There was a load crash against the outside door. The snow was deep and the air bitterly cold. It seemed to magnify every sound; tree branches breaking with loud cracks sounded like the crack of whips the muleskinners used."

Last (so far): "The tendrils of the evening's campfire were nature's incense to them, a sacredness surrounded them as they sat together holding hands or in a loose embrace watching the flames and imagining how their lives would be from now on."

From working title "West of Leadville." (In its first edit.)