Liora POVThe Moutain snow whipped across my face in jagged bursts as I trudged uphill, boots sinking deep into drifts that reached my knees. My hair was soaked through my hood, strands sticking to my cheeks, my breath fogging into a ghost before me. Every step felt heavier, colder, and still I kept
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