The cold is a constant companion, even with the fires we"ve been able to build. It"s not so bad during the day, or even when the dragons are on a rampage, but at night, it"s almost unbearable.
"How long has it been?" I ask through chattering teeth.
"I lost count," Joseph responds, lifting an arm and holding it out to me so I can lean into him and we can share our body heat.
A few weeks ago, I"d have considered the act intimate. Now it"s simply a necessity. He pulls me closer, and I rest my head on his shoulder.
"Maybe eight or nine days?" he adds after a moment.
"It feels like longer."
"Like years," he agrees.
"But at least if we"re right, we don"t have to go through this for much longer." But the last few days are going to be the worst. Especially as we"re running low on food and w
