Sunday Sentence

In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

On that night, though, as the sky truly was midnight blue, darker than the Crayola crayon I loved best, and the stars were so white they spotted the night like bursts of snow, I walked upon that ice and felt upheld and safe.

Source: Sophfronia Scott’s “To Winter Warming” (in Scott’s essay collection Love’s Long Line)