❄︎ The Camp of the Survivors ❄︎ For three days the wind never stopped. It came howling off the icefields with a voice like grief — a long, endless keening that filled the ears and hollowed the heart. The men built their camp from what little they had salvaged: the broken ribs of a lifeboat, … Continue reading Northern Gift Chapter II
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