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... but doing nothing for the temperature. If anything, the clear sky made it colder—that particular biting cold that came from winter air with no clouds to hold the meager warmth close to earth.
Alex’s breath plumed white with every exhale. His fingers grew numb despite the enchanted gloves Leo had insisted he wear.
The babies, sensing the temperature drop, seemed to burrow deeper—their movements becoming slower, more concentrated, as though they too were trying to conserve warmth. ...
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