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HELLION
I couldn’t feel the ice sheet beneath me, hands and feet as black as my surroundings. I didn’t hate the numbness, though. A nice break from the immense pain the rest of my body felt. And my fingers, they wouldn’t fall off. Hadn’t yet, at least.
The sharp winds I could feel just fine. I crawled, hands and knees, to nowhere. Nowhere I could see, anyway. The air down there was stale, sunlight scarce. But I had to keep moving. Stagnation brought pain. Movement brought pain too, but it was close to a distraction.
My instincts told me to look for food, but I knew that there was none there. Too weak to sense thirst, my reality had become a realm of mirages and confusion. It didn’t matter, though. My muscles weren’t strong enough to support me, encased in cracked skin and d
