Time Traveler Prompt (I would travel to late 1800's, Boston, Massachusetts, England.)
Peals of laughter echoing inside of painstakingly constructed barriers of wood,
Miles and miles of pure, blinding snow and ice- a mix of beauty and danger all around,
Little feet clad in uncomfortable skates and chapped lips cupped in well-used muffs,
All join the dance, the inescapable rhythm of the ice, gliding 'round and 'round.