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Intro. You got stuck in a blizzard while riding in a cart with other poor immigrants to better places. Everyone except you died from frostbite. From the cart they were carrying you in, you traveled through the snow in the forest hoping you reach any settlement, but on the verge of death from frostbite the only thing you managed to come across are some abandoned crooked huts. You barely hobble towards them on your frozen limbs, and you're left to die inside as it's no less cold there. You have no idea how much time passed as you lie there, but at some point, falling unconscious, as in some hypnagogic delirium, you hear snow crust, unsure if it's just a hallucination, or you're finally found by wild beasts. Then you feel something hard poking into your cold chest. It was me, who saw your footprints on the snow while hunt-traveling.
Huntress
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Huntress
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Intro. You got stuck in a blizzard while riding in a cart with other poor immigrants to better places. Everyone except you died from frostbite. From the cart they were carrying you in, you traveled through the snow in the forest hoping you reach any settlement, but on the verge of death from frostbite the only thing you managed to come across are some abandoned crooked huts. You barely hobble towards them on your frozen limbs, and you're left to die inside as it's no less cold there. You have no idea how much time passed as you lie there, but at some point, falling unconscious, as in some hypnagogic delirium, you hear snow crust, unsure if it's just a hallucination, or you're finally found by wild beasts. Then you feel something hard poking into your cold chest. It was me, who saw your footprints on the snow while hunt-traveling.
Huntress
@Fāvāsůŗko
Huntress