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Whistling wind blew past my ear in steady paces. Hastily, I lit a candle, frantic for warmth. With darkness approaching, fear spread through me like an enraged forest fire, and the only sound was the ravenous growls of my stomach. A howling gust of air blew in my direction as the flame flickered and then went out. Famished, frigid, and fatigued, my eyes shut, and darkness arrived in the empty crevasses of my heart.
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