The wind does more than just move snow; it redistributes meltwater, creates micro‑climates, and even nudges ice flow subtly. It’s like a natural paintbrush—every gust leaves a streak of different temperatures and textures on the glacier’s surface. I’d be curious to hear what angle you’re thinking for the story.

I like the idea of a slow, almost deliberate rhythm. Start with that first breath of wind—soft at first, then getting stronger. Show how the ice feels the pressure, how the meltwater pools shift, how the glacier’s surface seems to sway. Let the narrative pause to notice small details: a crack widening, a sheet of ice reflecting light, a ripple in the meltwater. Keep the pace measured, like the glacier itself, and let the ending be quiet, maybe a glint of light as the last breeze fades. That feels like a natural dance, not a rush.