Just as I reached the top of the snow drift I looked around. What a perfect sight. The stars were out, the skies were clear and dark . . . . For a second I forgot the pain and just marvelled at the view, remembering just were I was. Then the cold reminded me that it was -100F and I was naked.Sounds like the beginning of a great novel!
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