Truly sorry, some days I am too poetic to make much sense. I would view it as a poetic statement. Turtles (some species) live for incredibly long times, sometimes hibernating deep beneath the ground throughout the winter months (water in poetry is related to memory, so ice/snow would be related to frozen memory or stalled memory, which the turtle is victorious over, not imprisoned by ) and so, like the turtle, Horrux, you share practical knowledge which can cut straight through all that frozen slosh most of us can't dig through. Also, I alluded to it in my original comment, this knowing is shelled or kept hidden from most people. But, like the turtle, you bring it out of its shell.

"shrug" Sometimes I just associate to associate. I should stop.