Now, he gets back to cover his own end of the ice.

He could feel the cold around him, the weight of all the ice above his head.

"They must have hit the side of the ice pretty hard."

He felt of the ice in his mind and knew it would not hold him.

To understand this, we need to back up and look at an individual piece of ice.

That in itself wouldn't be a problem, even with the chance of ice.

She said it with a lot of ice in her voice.

The land rose quickly after the weight of the ice had gone.

Particularly when the growth of ice up north tried to factor itself in.

But I could see nothing except the cold, white shape of the ice.