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... o a rhythm. With winter tightening its grip on the area, the days shortened, and the nights grew longer. However, to his surprise, the cold didn’t seem to bother him much at all – which was a good thing, because aside from a makeshift blanket he’d stitched together from rabbit hides, he had little protection against the elements. Certainly, he’d closed the cabin off by piling moss and leaves across a few upright limbs, but he’d never been much for bushcraft. He knew some of the basics, and he co ...
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