If the world here truly feeds off the feelings of mortals, then Horatio's quick transition from panic, to fascination, to abject dismay, to cold cold cold god it's cold! should have at least made for a satisfying entree.
He sulks, more than stomps out of the building he arrives in, dragging his feet sullenly through the snow behind him. Horatio had traded his winter coat into the pawn shop maybe two days before in order to pay for his lodgings back in London, and beside all the other strange misfortunes that brought him here, he finds himself perhaps the most resentful about this.
He really could have used that coat here...
There's a flash of white, and a burst of cold air chills his cheek as a snowball flies narrowly past him. Horatio jerks away, pivoting on one foot to turn and search for the culprit.
Unfortunately the floor is kind of icy, and the pivot becomes a flail, which finally becomes a thud as he loses his balance, and lands hard on his back in the snow.
Lieutenant Horatio Hornblower | Hornblower (A&E Series)
He sulks, more than stomps out of the building he arrives in, dragging his feet sullenly through the snow behind him. Horatio had traded his winter coat into the pawn shop maybe two days before in order to pay for his lodgings back in London, and beside all the other strange misfortunes that brought him here, he finds himself perhaps the most resentful about this.
He really could have used that coat here...
There's a flash of white, and a burst of cold air chills his cheek as a snowball flies narrowly past him. Horatio jerks away, pivoting on one foot to turn and search for the culprit.
Unfortunately the floor is kind of icy, and the pivot becomes a flail, which finally becomes a thud as he loses his balance, and lands hard on his back in the snow.