The Lady in White Cold wind howled through the drafty stone cottage while snow piled high on its roof and ice pellets tinkled against the windows.? The frost giants were doing their best to lock the land in a deep freeze and the storm had only just begun.? It wasn?t an auspicious time to be born on such a stormy night as this in the dead darkness of winter in Vikland.? But the Mother of Nature and the child have chosen this night, and so this night it is.? Push Lanea, push! That's it, the old midwife encouraged while Lanea's husband, Svari Greta-son looked on. They had been waiting for this moment for many seasons and at last it had come. http://www.mernac.com/modules/mernac/story.php?id=827&aid=890