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I could feel the cold numbing my body, the strength ebbing from my arms. I had almost no sensation in my hands now at all.
I let my head rest against the rock and closed my eyes, total concentration on not letting go. In a strange way, I could almost have slept and just released my hold, like drifting off in a dream from which there would be no waking. And there was something oddly comforting in that thought. Until I was startled to consciousness by the revving of a motor that felt very close.
Fler smakbitar finns hos Mari. Ha en trevlig söndag!