The Winter of the Witch (Winternight Trilogy, #3)

by Katherine Arden

Its branches stood out like blackened bones against the moon-white ice.

The stars lay overhead thickly as water slopped from a careless bucket.

“She was afraid,” said Vasya. “They are all afraid. They do not want to disappear. I think the Bear is making them more afraid, and so they lash out.

remind you of anything in our current world?