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... d little against the biting wind. The last embers of twilight had long since died, leaving only the merciless night sky above him. A deep, endless black, broken only by the occasional shimmering auroras that danced across the heavens. Beautiful, yet haunting.
"Damn it's cold," he muttered, his breath visible in the frigid air. He could feel his limbs stiffening, his body desperately trying to conserve warmth. "If I don't find some shelter, I'm dead."
His eyes scanned the icy wast ...
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