A cheerful morning
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When dawn stretched across the tundra, Lucas stirred awake. His fire had smoldered through the night, keeping the shelter above freezing. What truly lifted his spirit, though, was the door.
The stubborn hatch that yesterday refused to move now looked softened, edges no longer encased in ice. He brushed frost from his jacket, tightened his gloves.
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