Darling sits by the fire, the flames warming her skin against the chill of the night. Winter was coming, she could feel it, and they weren't ready. Their resources were slim to nill and their scavengers hadn't returned for almost a week. She drops her head into her hands, her elbows on her knees, with a sigh. The camp was silent, the only sound being the crackling of the fire and her breathing. She jumps, hearing movement. "Who's there?" She calls into the darkness.
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09/08/2024