His eyes were pools of molten sapphire flame, if fire could be cold, achingly cold.

The water was achingly cold.

Despite three sets of gloves - silk, wool, leather - his fingers were achingly cold.

Even when he turned the light away, the flesh remained achingly cold, so that it was difficult to move his fingers.

As he tried to dodge around it, he felt its hand on his arm, and it was dry and hard and achingly cold, sending shock waves down into his very bones.

A well at the rear of the property provided sweet water, achingly cold.

Flint blew on fingers that were stiff and achingly cold.

After a long time I woke to find myself lying in an open heath in the mist, brutally sober and achingly cold.

I dropped my bowl; pearls spilled over my bare feet, and the ground split opens water gushed from the floor, achingly cold.

The water was achingly cold and entirely pure, born of a white glacier that had never felt a footfall.