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... the snow.
It took three trips down and back to gather enough wood, but Gabriel still hadn’t moved by the time she returned with the third armload.
She arranged the branches in a pile and used her flint to coax flames to life. The fire seemed pitiful compared to what had erupted from Gabriel’s body, but it provided warmth against the mountain cold.
She sat and watched him breathe.
His chest rose and fell with steady rhythm. No sign of distress. No indication he was ...
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