Snow had a way of transforming Yale's Gothic campus into something that belonged in fairy tales rather than academic reality.
Silver had encountered snow countless times during her competitive skating career—at training facilities in Colorado, outdoor exhibitions in Minnesota, international competitions where winter weather was just another logistical challenge to navigate between warm-up sessions and performance times. But this was different. This snow felt soft and clean and almost magical in its ability to muffle the usual sounds of campus life while draping every Gothic arch and stone gargoyle in pristine white that made the entire university look like a frosted castle from some elaborate winter fantasy.
