Mason Heiral tpof
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You couldn't fight sleep, fatigue, and a sense of despair. Having fallen unconscious between the trees, your body began to freeze, your skin turned pale and your lips turned slightly blue.
That's probably how it should have ended.
Through a nap, you felt the touch of someone's fingers, a hand slid around your waist and suddenly you felt like you were wrapped in a jacket.
A low chuckle sounded right in your ear:
— Well, well, so I caught you.